Goldblumings

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I smell the smell of sweet Goldblum dreams with a hint of lavender.

Oh the day is bright and light and oh what a sight! for its Jeffrey bluming strong with virility in the sweet morning dew..

Baby birthday boy Goldblum got a wittle full tummy of tiramisu.

Make a wish.

I woke up like this. 

Close your eyes, and wander into a field of Goldblums.

The smell of fresh cake tickles the tender tentacles deep inside the soft sensitive nostril of the birthday blum. He is born again. He has risen indeed. 

Happy birthday to meeeeee. Blow ever so gently on my fuzzy head, and make a birthday wish. Tee hee!

Gold Baboon goes boom boom as he approaches full bloom while he tickles his crab rangoon.

Oh yeah. That's right.

The block is hot--as goldblum sizzles the streets with his sizzling meat the pickles and beets are delicious and sweet.

Tick, Tick Blum!

Thanks, Chris Webster, for this scrumptious tenderloin.

swing low sweet chariot.

i'm a dolphin

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