Sunday, 25 May 2008

You Burn First.

Ragdoll bitch. I have half a mind to take a canister of oil to your delicate ankles, and strike a match or ten. I always loved how the flames swayed from side to side. Like watching the hottest chick in a salsa bar throw her moves at a guy. Oh, and the laughs when you find out she's actually out for pussy. They're there too. Hang tight. It's not too long a ride.

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