timthegem

I would, indeed, motorboat that.

Why haven't you called my sister back? Jerk.

Every time I feel alone And slightly blue That's when I begin to think It's what I'd like to start to do; And though it may not be the kind of thing That's quite your cup of tea I recommend you pay attention To the little dance you're gonna see; Doin' the (coo, coo) pigeon Doin' the (coo, coo) pigeon Dancing a little smidgeon of The kind of ballet Sweeps me away

I just made handbabies to your name. I long to caress your big, round letters.

Meaty legs My thighs ever-so-barely rug agaynst one another when I walk. Mmmmmmmm you like that, don't you?