#2 2008-01-10 23:56:18
You know I'm all about breaking taboos about self-love, but not in public. What's next, a shit-a-thon?
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#4 2008-01-11 22:51:14
Did you see they have tickets to reserve your spot as a spectator?
"Hurry up, Flanders! I got us some kick-ass seats up front!"
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#5 2008-01-11 23:57:35
whiskytangofoxtrot wrote:
Did you see they have tickets to reserve your spot as a spectator?
"Hurry up, Flanders! I got us some kick-ass seats up front!"
At the old 'Troc' burlesque theatre in Philadelphia the best seats were the "stink seats"... so called, because they were right up front, so close that you could actually catch the heddy scents of the ladies on stage.
Ahh... I still remember the fleshy danseur, "Honeysuckle Divine"... what that pasty-white goddess could do with pickles and ping-pong balls left this young boy with dreams to last a lifetime....
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