Hailing frequencies open, meat freaks. I'm John Arby, King of Arbys. Take a shuttle to one of our Feed Palaces and order the Captain Kirk. We lay a cow right on the grill and teleport chunks of hot beef straight to your stomach, no questions asked. No time for chewing, star man, you've got space babes on sensors. Save room for seconds; that cow is NOT having a great time. I'm John Arby.
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🔞 I say lots of heck words and post questionable smut. Stick around if that's your thing, but if you're below legal age to view such things in your jurisdiction, kindly go someplace else.
🚜 Bob Semple was right.
