(May 2, 2013 at 2:02 pm)Chuck Wrote: What is the point of living if all the whores are dead?
Well, I thought this was obvious... but someone *really* wanted to eat her pussy. She probably turned him down before winter, and he finally gets his chance
I remember back to when I was like, seven... and me, my younger sister, and the neighbor boy and girl of our age... played some rather silly make believe. It involved eating people. And slaves. I remember that my favorite delicacy was the 'pinky finger', and I totally got an erection.
Come to find out later in life: I FUCKING LOVE BEING FINGERED.
Please give me a home where cloud buffalo roam
Where the dear and the strangers can play
Where sometimes is heard a discouraging word
But the skies are not stormy all day
