1 entry | | |  |  |  | dear sir... | wrote |  | ...verily sir, i scorn your idea, which is no more worthy of credence than a young rapscallions Saxo, befitted with washer jets that project such illumination, that the very stars themselves muse "what a twat!"
your mother sir, levies a fee for sexual gratification! |  |  |  | 1 entry | | |
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