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When You’re Sent “Yo Boo: Kellon Deryck” For Lunch

the foxhole knows me so well.
you guys know how to cheer me up.
how?
kellon deryck‘s package.
well,
not exactly.
so kellon is making bigger moves in these forests.
he had a whole interview with bet and well…
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Back From The Sick Bed

i am so glad i work at a job now with folks who are understanding.
the stress and anxiety from my past jobs…
no bueno.
foxhole,
ya boy has been sick af.
it has been a tough couple of days…
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Launching Projectile Missiles In Outer Space

today,
i learned what launching projectile missiles felt like.
not a good feeling,
i’ll font you that.
i’m out of energy and ready to collapse.
i thought i’d update the foxhole fam before i do…
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I’ll Be The Boyfriend Who Fills Out His Job Applications While He’s Sleep

after all this fuckin and suckin we do,
when we meet someone we’re 100% attracted to,
we want to show him why we’d would make a good boyfriend.
i mean,
that is the end game,
right?
or,
do you plan on just being a sex addict all your life?
we all want love.
companionship,
and something to finally stick on the wall.
not our inner walls,
but you get the picture.
a vix-bi sent me the following facebook status message.
this is what one vixen would do to keep her wolf satisfied…
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Bend Over and Put Your Hands Where I Can See Em! (This Is A Stick Up)

not only do we need to look out for the hunters,
which are another fohxole term for “the police”,
but we gotta look out for fake ones.
there are jackals,
pretending to be hunters,
trying to rape us.
by “us”,
i mean males.
a foxholer sent me the following disturbing story via the washington post…
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I Just Wanted To Do Hoodrat Shit With My Friends (82)

i believe in taking a dump before you leave the crib.
tmi.
you never know when that familiar tingle of butt destruction will happen.
you can’t clench your butt cheeks tight enough for that.
when you gotta go; you gotta go.
well this amazon hyena allegedly had the runs while on a run.
i guess she couldn’t hold it anymore because via ny daily news…
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