Why is it that Sonic Breakfast Burritos are shaped like cocks?
And is that why I love them so much?

Num num num…
Until next time…
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Why is it that Sonic Breakfast Burritos are shaped like cocks?
And is that why I love them so much?

Num num num…
Until next time…
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