Well, well, well... My my drop dead gorgeous wife and me are thinking about buying a solid gold house overlooking a "ghetto." We've mainly decided to do this because we're so friggin rich from all my modelin' moneys. "What's that?"
Oh. It seems my wife can't get enough of me. She wants to fly to the south of France and make love on a bed of swan feathers while calling all her ex-boyfriends and telling them how much better I "do her." I hope some one is impressed by this. I freaking hate typing.
Oh. It seems my wife can't get enough of me. She wants to fly to the south of France and make love on a bed of swan feathers while calling all her ex-boyfriends and telling them how much better I "do her." I hope some one is impressed by this. I freaking hate typing.
soeffinhappy:
Meh. I've heard better.