I can absolutely bear having some pizza and beer with your pleasant company because a piece of me needs that which kneads away my troubles: you! As crusts become caseous and floppy, your beauteous face has me joyously boppy! In fact, when you posture your head back to in-take that droopy piece, I think I might just over-lean to smooch your neck for a loving tease! Some say true love is just forlorn, fantastical phlizz, but I know this feeling inside is not just food and drink—it is the presence of my marvelously warmthful mizz! ; )

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