She's got all the qualities that a hottie needs to put the burn to ya!
She's drinking Milwaukee Best *red* and not 'light' or 'ice' gaak
Zinj
She's got all the qualities that a hottie needs to put the burn to ya!
She's drinking Milwaukee Best *red* and not 'light' or 'ice' gaak
Zinj
Fugg'n link doesn't work. Spam!
Fugg'n link doesn't work. Spam!
Winnie (the tulpa) does not know whereof ye speak, Mystical One.
"Winnie has similar thoughts." --Mystic
Winnie (the tulpa) does not know whereof ye speak, Mystical One.
"Winnie has similar thoughts." --Mystic
Oh oh oh such high-level art!
One fine day there when I was living in NYC, I found myself again in Carnegie Hall. And on this fine day PDQ Bach was part of the show.
This guy is/was wild. Amid the quite orderly settings of a musical stage--the music stands all set up nice and properly--enters PDQ. He gets on one of those pulley thingies on a line stretched from the stage to the front edge of the 2nd balcony and then proceeds to glide down the line (cable or rope) whereupon he bangs into several music stands sending them kerbumping around the stage.
Then the music got under way.
Reminds me of a "reg cycle" up Philly way--there was the prospect[either hot or cold-I didn't care] and she had a very small dress-tight as white on rice and she said she didn't have any "ruins" [again-not having ruins made it all so easy]--oh shit-rats- darn-so sorry-she asked me to keep this as a lifelong secret--and she was a hottie that made hell look inviting--but-hell isn't that the place all regges go like a spa to get invigorated.
Notice is hereby given that nozeno, Unka Sammie and Winnie the Smith are forbidden from entering the underpanties thread until such time as someone volunteers to cover the cost of the emergency vehicle.