Fudle

Don't you love it when it rains?

How do I have to dress, to be asked to be raped? If I were famous I'd make a sex tape. No one would watch it though, they couldn't relate. Because I bought Method Acting classes at a discounted rate. Lets ride a in barrel down these tar black waters. Emerge drooling and feral asking men for their daughters. We'll trade the wisdom of the graces of going totally mad. We'll live like kings without shoelaces, in a room that they pad. Take peppermint candy, set in a pot to boil. add some crocodiles tears and some vegetable oil. Let natural selection go for 10 million years then sprinkle in some nutmeg and a list of your fears. Add some dusty