by Brian McCloskey
Two large male shoes are pointing downward between two smaller upwardly pointing female. Grab a pair of pantyhose from your girfriend. And it’s a dumb rabbit. Don’t forget to jump over fire tonight. Horses are terrible people. I was chased by an insane monkey. My breasts are in the wrong spot and I have never noticed. We’ll find out about that hole in the pen. The woman who marries a transvestite can always borrow a pair of stockings on a Saturday night. The possum ate my soup. And then I fell into the piano. It certainly won’t be the last time I try something new in Finland. Is it normal or healthy to eat these after I’m done pleasuring myself? One took her flowers, and they tried to take her shoes and stockings. A chorus line of stockings and suspenders right out of the 1940s. And a man suffering permanent rope burns. Loved to make love to my ladies while still wearing their garter belts and stockings. There’s nothing like a pair of warm arms and some waiting kisses. Old cowboys have computers. With one hand on the hexagram and one hand on the girl. There was no tiger in the pram. To be a vowel is the goal. Love has an intoxicating effect this month. I still cling to the petticoats of the girl who died with me. Some people say I’m the complete package. Joseph has just remembered walking. I have a wonderful vintage dress and would like to wear my stockings as well. Can he please stop talking about his duck?!