Saturday, September 22, 2012
It is a suitcase made of that stiff brown stuff. I can’t think of what you call it. I keep thinking “fibroids,” but I know that’s not it.
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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.