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When I was a little girl, I had a little toy. A plastic little pistol that was built for A boy. That little toy pistol was my friend. I was obsessed. I'd sleep with it at night and clutch it To my breast. And as I grew older, the things I needed Changed. I needed different toys. I started feeling strange. I took that little pistol and grew up all At once. My body filled with passion, A passion for my gun. The feel of the steel on your body. The click of the clip as you load. The nozzle, the muzzle so naughty. And one day, I will let people Know. I Like To Fuck Guns. Hey, Bushmaster, I-Oh. Oh, what? Can you not-Sorry. I was just-Get out! I'm going. I'm all worked up. Maybe I should go home and slip into something More Dangerous