by Brian McCloskey
I don't want to be buried on a cactus. Do not remove backyard fruit. The good old mysterious words of love. This is nothing. The whole idea of love is that someone overwhelms you with their affection and emotion. I just want to be alone with her and hold her and kiss her. The man is on the left of the woman and he is holding a pumpkin on his shoulder. You have thrust your hand into something wonderful his time. Every breath she takes make my heart dance. And what is the big deal about staring at some woman’s breasts? Fishing is complete and utter madness! Has anybody seen my badger? Do they have to be Mexican mice? A young woman in a spectacular hat and a spectacularly low cut dress, with her fingers clasping one nipple. Love is the only thing that interests me. If wearing women’s clothing is giving you a thrill then it’s hardly a sin. You should try it in women’s underwear: it’s unbelievable. The models wear high highs and stockings and sometimes rubber dresses, and they suck each other’s feet. I’ve never had a throbbing like this. When the person for whom your heart throbs longs for you just as intensely. Engage in healthy sex three to five times per week. I persuaded the big ginger cat to sit in my lap and function as underwear. If an American woman bought a pair of suspenders, what would she do with them? You’re traditional, feminine and very sophisticated - and you’re a sucker for a bit of romance. And on June 9, 1989, everyone in Denver would turn to jelly. When she opened her lips, cheese fell out. That was the noblest preposition you’ve ever dangled. I just stepped on your giraffe. Squeeze my breasts! The badgers are inconsolable with dread. Knowing you’re wearing sexy lingerie makes you fell sexy.