I found myself oddly attracted to this busted up breast sagger earlier today.
I do dare say it was the wrinkles on her extremely tight pants that caused my weebles to wobble -- however I did not fall down. Instead I maintained firm eye contact and recorded in my periphery the strain of low hanging nipple-age.
"Thou art a dirty little boy", a purple cherub wailed in my ear.
Perhaps I am, Mr. Figglestiff, perhaps I am.
Nice little Freestyle about Bush and his New World Order Cosmonauts
I do dare say it was the wrinkles on her extremely tight pants that caused my weebles to wobble -- however I did not fall down. Instead I maintained firm eye contact and recorded in my periphery the strain of low hanging nipple-age.
"Thou art a dirty little boy", a purple cherub wailed in my ear.
Perhaps I am, Mr. Figglestiff, perhaps I am.
Nice little Freestyle about Bush and his New World Order Cosmonauts
and for some reason the only thing i could think of while reading your journal was .. mmmm mushrooms ..