Monday, July 28, 2014
Oh. I forgot something. Before I put on my good shirt, I put on three of those things called “Spanks,” which, by the way, didn’t come with a warning label. At least the three pair I bought at the thrift shop didn’t.
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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.