Do not fold, spindle, or mutilate.
This vajayjay is not a toy.
Well, whose vajayjay IS a toy?
2 things. First, you made a blog about TBDOA? You are so obsessed. ;-) Second, I'm about to kick your ass. I don't mean that literally of course, but in a way that you will so appreciate. You probably have no idea what I'm talking about (yet) but you will, and it will give me great pleasure to beat you in this particular way. I've fantasized about it for quite some time.Now that I have your curiosity up, have a glorious day! ;-)
OK. I went over there. I vomited. I've returned. Happy now? P.S. The plague, due to the miracle of modern medicine, has lifted from our house. I feel a new day upon me.
And I was never able to sleep again. The end.
You would never survive the place I work. Animals dressed as other animals EVERYWHERE!
I've soiled my trousers.
Just goes to show that although we get older, we truly never do GROW UP!.....and thats a good thing Spinnerina!
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