rhymes with goulash
so... i just french-kissed my cat, Floyd.
twice.
how about that?
twice.
how about that?
i ask myself whether frogs are so furtive, or sneeeze as they please. whether they whisper to each other in swamps about illegitmate frogs or the joys of amphibious living.
4 Comments:
I think you may have just overshared.
that's hot. did he kiss you back? Did you feel him up at all?
I french kissed him before. But Jack was better.
i like spooning cats.
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