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I think I’m starting to get a little annoyed with this Amanda Seyfried bird, I fell in love with her because I know she’s got secret big boobies hidden behind her tasteful outfits, but this is getting out of hand. The whole thing I liked about her was that every now and again she’d give us a nice little peek at the goods, not too much, but enough to let us know there was something special inside. Now she’s got them under lock and key. I don’t know how she’s going to make it up to me, maybe unzip that dress about fourteen inches and we’ll be back on track. I’d still like to take a bath with her. Call me.