(May 2, 2014 at 2:24 pm)SteelCurtain Wrote:
Towels, bro. Towels.
Sorry, mate, but the last thing on me mind after a bit of rumpy-pumpy is a mad dash for the linen closet. It's bad enough that I have to choose between a sandwich and sleep.
Boru
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