You were told an hour ago about teatime. It is cold and useless now. Hardly any flavor or even a sense of decency. How dare you? You bastard! Why I ought to pull up my breaches and kiss the stars with...
You were told an hour ago about teatime. It is cold and useless now. Hardly any flavor or even a sense of decency. How dare you? You bastard! Why I ought to pull up my breaches and kiss the stars with...