Celina Cross

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This worthless pinata is just another faded memory in The Minion's mind. I know she needed pesos to get her ESSAY cerveza. It's been the same old song and dance this beaner bitches but I hadn't dumped any of my ball menudo in a while. She slobbered the moment I mentioned that I pay well but she damn near cried when she found out what would be expected. She could have left and had her make ends meet by hanging out at Home Depot or she could suck sugar my churro. Guess which route she went. I stuffed my tamale her and she cursed the day her hoped the border much like I curse the day trans became available. me dump a hefty alll her. She got the hell out of my house once I threatened to call immigration on her. In reality, I called up and had a pizza delivered.

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