Pointless breasts in a vista of terracotta broth, photographic shoes, banal thelma and

wayward olives. Served with distraught swingers, fried pith and girth of stalham.

Accompanied by Katie Tunstall singing "There's something odd about his gloved left hand" out of "We are Detectives" by the Thompson Twins.

Posted By: malkybarkid, May 16, 14:15:10