PS Drew is a pretender. You want to see hair, get a video of Eisenstein's "Ten Days That Shook The World".
When the Women's Death Battalion takes over the Czarina's apartments and they strip down to their undies, you see fur enough to make full-length coats for a platoon.
Well, at least the antimacassars match the drapes.
My mother used to complain whenever my dad's brother showed up in town when we were kids. First, he'd always send one of us kids off to the grocery store to buy a pack of Lucky Strikes for him (they sold them to us too!)Worse, he had a habit of leaning back in a chair in the kitchen, resting his head against the wall. He used to wear lots of hair oil and he'd leave a greasy spot on the wall paper. My mother didn't want to embarass my dad's brother so she never said anything about it to him, so instead she stewed.
Then one day the shit hit the fan over something he did to his wife. My uncle stopped coming around.
I hate Sarah Jessica Parker, Robin Williams, Tim Robbins, Susan Saradon, the BJ Hunnicut guy, brussel sprouts, the Boston Red Sox, commies and well, lawyers.
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I don't think his search for flavor ends there.
PS Drew is a pretender. You want to see hair, get a video of Eisenstein's "Ten Days That Shook The World".
When the Women's Death Battalion takes over the Czarina's apartments and they strip down to their undies, you see fur enough to make full-length coats for a platoon.
I don't care for hair.
I want the bushes completely shaved.
It accentuates the cunt and cock.
Hair gets in the way and makes it difficult to devour or eat out your trick.
Also, you can get pubes in your mouth and that is gross. But I have found that you can use them for dental floss.
Clouds
Axillism would not even some appropriate here, from what I can see.
Choices, choices!
Well, at least the antimacassars match the drapes.
Well, at least the antimacassars match the drapes.
My mother used to complain whenever my dad's brother showed up in town when we were kids. First, he'd always send one of us kids off to the grocery store to buy a pack of Lucky Strikes for him (they sold them to us too!)Worse, he had a habit of leaning back in a chair in the kitchen, resting his head against the wall. He used to wear lots of hair oil and he'd leave a greasy spot on the wall paper. My mother didn't want to embarass my dad's brother so she never said anything about it to him, so instead she stewed.
Then one day the shit hit the fan over something he did to his wife. My uncle stopped coming around.
Problem solved.
Didn't this ditz go batshit @ a Yankee game a few years ago?
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