She knew he’d run out one day.
There’s something….. vaguely….. I don’t know….. kind of nasty about this bunch talking about their hands. Might have to do with where they’ve been.
And why not. They let babies in, and there’s nothing nastier than a baby.
Sprint (lying creeps) and Burl Penny, made for each other.
He’s still waiting to be honored for saving the town during the last big storm by driving backwards down Main Street at 60 mph.
Yes, but when Arthur finally got a good look at Gwen, the in bed with Lance, he left his sword behind. Wasn’t going to need it in the monastery.
Ah, the sex-ed classroom, the drive-in, where every class is a movie day.
Actually, their concern was when the wind blew the other way.
Soviet era granny panties vs. mystery color G.I. drawers.