Today, in the trash outside of Harris Teeter, peeking out amongst the banana peels and condom wrappers, was a burned copy of Moby's Play. I want to imagine it was a halfhearted gift from an annoying ex-boyfriend.
Joe, I didn't know you had any ex-boyfriends. Talk to me brotha. Hey see my other blog: toomanykingsmountain.blogspot.com Still working on my technique. xxoo
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Joe, I didn't know you had any ex-boyfriends. Talk to me brotha. Hey see my other blog: toomanykingsmountain.blogspot.com
Still working on my technique. xxoo
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