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About MrSassypants : I am a football playing king in space.... with a mustache.
Well I lied on my profile and said I am about 23 years old. I am 18. Sorry I am a filthy liar. You should call me and tell me how much of a filthy boy I am. My number is: 012-345-6789.
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Friday 21 November 2014