"Oh, Bill...isn't it romantic tonight? The sunset, the autumn trees, the crisp air making our skin tingle and want to cuddle?"
Bill didn't hear Sandi. He was too engrossed in the utter chaos that were his thumb hangnail and codpiece.
Tuesday, September 01, 2009
Day's End.
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