Monday, December 21, 2009
The Eurobrow
Hey Uter, why the long face?
Mmm… I would lightly spritz honeydew scented holy water stolen from the natural springs of Lourdes uponst Monica’s soft, supple bosoms, and then weep silently into my childhood blankie until she checked her Swiss-to-English dictionary for the words for “where is the nearest taxi stand?”
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