Try the one down the road with all the blood and turds splattered
up the outside walls.
Oh, has your dogfather been decorating again?
I think you're a dyke on the quiet, that's bad. They smell of fish.
Burt Bacharach wouldn't even screw you, and he'd know, he laid a few
chicks in his time.
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> thanks
My pleasure.
Can they? You seem to know all about it. Refresh my memory!
BTW, may 6,000,000 schizophrenic paramedics start a nudist colony
under your car.
> Neil
> ton...@aol.com