Tuesday, November 23, 2010

Desert Knifeworks Sandshark

Pucci pucci

There were only six women and instead you well that you look in the mirror while you do the beard and pretending not to look at the wrinkles.

On the bedside table vibrates the phone, a text message. I'll be back from the bathroom with his face to know that mint. You have to do, not tonight, sorry, pucci pucci.

fuck.

I reoccupation of me that is better then fucking mint is not removed from the face. The Strawberry did at least shaving foam.

pucci pucci.

Forget it, which is better.

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