I need a boo.
One who will take care of me when I am sick.
One who will rescue me when I am at my lowest.
I hate being alone.
I have friends, but I need a MAN.
Nothing feels better than a Wolf taking care of you.
In my state of almighty sickness yesterday,
a Fox sent me an email that 1) inspired me…
…and 2) made me throw up.
Not because of what he said.
But it got me so excited, that my poor stomach went into overdrive.
A Fox who has dealt with a Baller Wolf before he was a Baller Wolf.
My kind of email!
Anyway, lets get into it…
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