A velvet fist in an iron glove.
For the same reason I am.
You know, I breezed right by this at first. But then those flat-yet-reflective eyes, that bulbous nose, the awe-inspiring unibrow...they called to me, and I remain collapsed by hysterics. And I thank you for this luminosity! Sincerely.
You have a proverbial ass?
I have a proverbial ass, I've dated a proverbial ass and I am a proverbial ass.
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