{Uhh, that was creepy. I would rather slurp rancid tuna salad out of my own ass. Or scour my boobies off with a rusty S O S pad. Or hump a piece of splintered balsa wood}
Soap and water. Take the day from my hand. Scrub the salt from my stinging skin. Slip me loose of this wedding band. . Soap and water. Hang my heart on the line. Scour it down in a wind of
. Yes, and soon the square was burning to the ground. And oh the flames were as gold. . I scour at the angry moon. I am sick on myself I'm a bum. What have I become. A drunken maroon run aground
glands. Cooked in a vat. For a blood bath Scour away integument to reveal the fleshy tendons that I'll. Abrase with cholic acid and with a solvent composed of bile. Scrub out my gullet with a pro
light today right away why do they try to fight today. I must make them pay twice as much might as well put the knife away. Now I use power tools how 'bout now are you in the shower. Scour you for 6
light today right away why do they try to fight today. I must make them pay twice as much might as well put the knife away. Now I use power tools how 'bout now are you in the shower. Scour you for 6
