The Wild Man when a beautiful russian Elena whisked up to right quick on her heelies and twiddled her blonde tresses near your fists saying " Smell my Putinka breath, lift my sarafan and look at my Valenki boots you moron!"
Would you stride out quite fast to Bank Plain and make out with a fat momma near Castle Associates or would you silently lift her sarafan and push a paper clip into her heavy denier winter tights near the top of her mons pubis?
hmmm? hmmm? What's it to be?
Which one of those two courses of action would you take?
hmmm?
Posted By: malkybarkid, Jan 21, 12:07:36
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