if he has a slugger's liver but Icannot belabour the point too ardently (and after the lessions ofexperience I speak from inspiration) that fetid spirits is the thiefof prurities, so none of your twenty rod cherrywhisks, medaughter! At the Cat … [Leer más...]

While there's men-a'war on the say there'll be loves-o'womenon the do. Love through the usual channels, cisternbrothelly,when properly disinfected and taken neat in the generable wayupon retiring to roost in the company of a husband-in-law orother … [Leer más...]

 Deceitful jade. Gee wedge! Begor, I like the way they're half cooked.Hold, flay, grill, fire that laney feeling for kosenkissing disgenically within the proscribed limits like Population Peg on a hint or twim clandestinely does be doing to … [Leer más...]

 It's the thinend; wedge your steps! Your high powered hefty hoyden thinksnothing of ramping through a whole suite of smokeless hus-bands. Three minutes I'm counting you. Woooooon. No trichingnow! Give me that when I tell you! Ragazza ladra! And is … [Leer más...]