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Squeaky Zeal Gets the Fleece
Good morning, dear friends, cursed enemies and the benignly ambivalent, please make yourselves at home. Where you presumably already are. What does a frisky snake say to their potential lover in order to woo them? While seductively caressing their perched upon surface, “hey baby, come sliiiither”. Damn that’s hot. Well we’re off on an especially Continue reading
