Saturday, June 30, 2012
Since there is no word for it, I’ll tell you what “blushing” sounds like; a dan-o-mite fuse burning.
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a peripheral member of the ancient and hermetic order of the shrill and currently suffering from republikkkan related tourette's. from the SEXY locale of Milwaukee, now with photo enhancements! feline exploitation, art, and random stuff.