Locustbug has bean flicking daydreams about most of the males here who wouldn't let their sausage anywhere near her cobwebbed stink ditch....so almost all of us.
I've heard it on good authority that Fat Lily passed away. She licked her neck so bare while sleeping that she got a blood infection and died in her sleep. I suspect she was dreaming of an ice cream cone.
I donated a google search to Numbers so he could look for a work from home insurance phone rep gig... but he whined that I didn’t register on the sites on his behalf, write a cv and cover letter for him, attend his job interviews...