Lie back and think of England.
Some hats are fluffy and cuticle. Others are for military purposes and are not to be trifled with.
At some point in his life, every man must choose whether his destiny lies with cuticles or not. Your time has not yet come.
Don't let yourself be backed in to a corner. You don't need to come out for or against cuticles just yet.
Brigadier General Hatman?
Get yourself a bodyguard or eight.
Your male stripper you ordered?
Two greetings in the space of one post.
Gutted Cz.
Is bucket some sort of alien parasite-speak language? HUH?
