Regression

Say right, what if, once when you had just done a clean of your car on a cold, crisp, sunny, Sunday morning where you can see your breath, and a crackly and slightly primordial Lena scooted up quick on her heelies, done a guff and waggled her dangly norks right up the sleeves of your Fat Face Ginza?

Would you point your hose at her eye or skip like a ponce?

Posted By: malkybarkid, Feb 8, 12:26:25