ON THE WAY HOME FROM MY LAST APPOINTMENT OF THE DAY . . . . I HEARD THE PURPLE PENIS WHISPERING TO ME . . . . 'CLEAN ME, WASH ME, LOVE ME, PLEASE, CLEAN ME' . . . . SO I DID.
AFTER MY DIATRIBE EARLIER TODAY REGARDING MY LOVE OF ALL THINGS GREASY, GRIMY AND CRUSTY . . . . I FIGURED IT WAS THE LEAST I COULD DO . . . . BIKE KARMA, IT'S REAL.
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