I am ashamed to see that you have allowed the conversation to slip from the majestic figure that is Bob Dole.
Tickle my Cz-spot.
They are sexy, but most people don't find out until they are already dead.
Incest is right up Paul's alley. Twincest doubly so. It makes sense mathematically, anyway.
+ :strut:
All my moments are accompanied by a string orchestra.
Elk yolk.
Weave a yarn to enthrall, y'all.
The mystery that surrounds you makes me spontaneously combust.
Pine trees belong outside, not hanging from rearview mirrors in cars. Just my stance on things.
