It was a dank afternoon in Dank Hill. Daddy needed some propane as well as i also did.
"Daddy Daddy oh Daddy can we please go get some propane?" I squaled.
"Yes darling we can" he moaned as he comes all over the bedsheeteys.
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"I like this propane" Dank Daddy says as he grabs it, "how about some dank propane chips as well my dank darling?" he groans
"yes daddy" i beg on my knees for him.
He takes the propane and sticks it up he glistening glory hole.
"Untwist the top for me baby! Make me explode!" He moaned raspily.
"Oh dank daddy your so dank! Mmmm." I fungused myself as i twisted the propane twisty shit and the propane sprayed out into his pungent glory hole spreading throughout his dank body.
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Propane
SpiritualIn which Dank Daddy and Dank Daughter get propane from the dollar store.