A Right-Wing Christian Second-Rate Pr0n Blog
well, let the dogs out!
Sweater Hounds? well, they sure aren't sweater puppies!!
In my dreams, something like this frequently starts with the Mrs. saying "I decided to get you something special for your birthday!" then I wake up with an elbow to the ribs and the explanation; "You were talking in your sleep and I didn't like it..."
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