"Oh... h-hey Alison," Arteezy shuffled nervously. Alison stood in front of him skipping rope, her sundress billowing sensually in the wind. "Hey Artour!" she giggled. "Wanna see me skip rope?" Arteezy could barely contain himself. "S-sure! I'd love to see you do it, lemme see you skip-skip... baka." Alison jumped up and down, her prepubescent breasts jiggling ever so subtly. Arteezy felt a tingling in his loins. He rubbed his eyes... 'WATI ur nto alilsfon ur eternalnfevny FU K OFS''
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is this mainstream enough? am i no longer a hipster Kappa