If I could ensure this is what is actually happening inside my 16th floor High Powered Vending Machine, I might be able to forgive someone for the powerful nature of the bottle release.
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1 comment:
That is so trippy. What's up with the little fuzzy balls with lips that are making out and then kiss all over the coke bottle? Gross! :)
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