Mmmm- the first summer cherries. And tittays. Holy ho-shit, Santa. (Breasts my own - no animals were harmed. Hey, come on, all the kids are doing it; seven months of blogging and not one fucking selfie is the kind of tasteful restraint and consideration for others that is alien to my essential nature. It could have been so much worse. You have no idea.) |
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