It's good when I stick my head between your (or anyone else's legs). Before then, it is what it is...
uhoh!! sam's been stealing panties again....i didn't get mine back until they were all sunbleached and the elastic was all stretched out from sam wearing them around the ankles.
10 points for perseverence. bring along a purple dress and panties with sparkles that match the pasties. you're a shoo-in.
ALL MY PANTIES ARE DIRTY.. and i swear a bunch are missing.. is big elf tossing them out? oor are they being stolen from the laundry mat when no one is looking? big mystery
Bring along? I forgot to tell you, you'd have to come to me if anything was to happen panties-wise...but that, of course, wouldn't happen, it's all dialectics. But it so happens that's the kind if chap I am (not without bitterness or debate). Women have to come to me or no deal. Not that anyone gives a fuck. Oh well, whether it be the Napoleonic, or the Oedipal complexitive features of my personality or the megalomania, or the blah-blah yata-yata --- I reassert: it is what it is...
aw, man! i've always wanted to KY wrestle ever since i watched old school. possibly the only movie less funny to people like yourself than Joe Dirt...