Day 154: Sneaky Watches Glaring Hard
T'was the morning after and I successfully succeeded. It is the wee's mee's you know. I say it like a broken cleave, my bottom cheeks do have their cover. But the nappy itches; such irritation I can't believe. What torture to enforce upon the aging sacs of wobbly slack. But I do not have the heart to gain relief, for I could not hope to steal another if I am not privy.
Striding Up And Curling Hair.
Striding Up And Curling Hair.
posted by A Twig-Like Hermit at 2:48 pm
4 Comments:
Just thought I'd say Hi seeing as no one has left a comment for you for a while.
'Hi' :)
Sorry to hear about your itchy nappy :(
Yeah, sorry I've fallen a bit behind. I know you require some amusement during the lengthful dal of boredom and calls.
Have Fun
Luv
Brad
I like it! Good job. Go on.
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I like it! Good job. Go on.
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