Mar 27, 2007 18:43
Damn you, Finland, for not having over-the-counter Paramol.
Now that I seem to have 1337 skillz in Potatoshop brought on by hormones, I can't find crackheaded ideas for body/head combos. I mean, really, making a Peri just because you need to Photoshop *something* is so uninspired.
I wasn't just going through Bananaguide's fab free sites section or saving pictures of blond prettyboys. I also have no plans whatsoever to pervert that clean-cut, honest-to-god all-Russian boy-on-boy action into evil and twisted crazy occultist angstsex in the Gothic cellar of an old priory. Only because I haven't found Wanda Ventham porn clones yet--a place must be left for the one that kills.
Folks! Are at work! I'd rejoice more if I could actually move without turning into a walking splatter movie!
denial is not just a river in egypt,
bloodbath,
tmi