A dear chum of mine once made an error and texted me to say "Sorry S I've made a boob." I was so delighted at the prospect that I immediately texted her back and asked her if she'd mind making me a perky pair of 34 cup size C as my current chesticles have definitely seen better days. The exchange quickly deteriorated and the rest is simply unrepeatable here. So to maintain standards of decency [not] please allow me to continue in this puerile trend!
Arilx
The life and adventures of a mildly dotty old bird.
Wednesday, 5 August 2015
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