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on September 12, 2015
it was a normal day in the dry fields of Free state-- a province with less bush excpet the one between the thighs...
so the indigi tribes man was hunting---then he saw the gazzel...
it was behind the bush---but ready to be tamed or ravished...
in this age---where the tribal green hunting methods have greatly improved, thanks to the lack of invasive european lifestyles...he called out to the doe...
and invited it to spin around showing its gracious fine rumps...
so--the gazzell turned and jiggled her goods...
so the indigi tribes man was hunting---then he saw the gazzel...
it was behind the bush---but ready to be tamed or ravished...
in this age---where the tribal green hunting methods have greatly improved, thanks to the lack of invasive european lifestyles...he called out to the doe...
and invited it to spin around showing its gracious fine rumps...
so--the gazzell turned and jiggled her goods...
