Tuesday, November 17, 2009

THINGS I MISS FROM THE OLD DAYS: II

Deadly, active little boys with tomahawks in full ceremonial headress without digestive problems and the sisters that love them who are also quite regular and the fathers that chop down things for them with shiny axes who also have digestive tracts that are clean as a whistle in spring as the autumn leaves float away in sensual flight never to be seen again, probably

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