![]() | and you've searched everywhere, not just the outhouse? tyler, i swear, there are no more torch batteries to be had. ![]() ![]() ![]() | although, i could check the outhouse again, y'know, if you think it might help. i wish you'd stop that, it's not healthy. ![]() ![]() ![]() | what? teasing yourself with those magazines. they're not helping you any. ![]() ![]() ![]() | billy bob designed this hydroponic thingy after reading them only once. those aren't the magazines i'm talking about. ![]() ![]() ![]() | oh, the other... i've just been trying to write over the images of man-on-meat grinder love in the almanacs with pictures of barely clad nymphettes. naturally. ![]() ![]() ![]() | sadly, not too many. ![]() ![]() ![]() | ![]() ![]() ![]() | do you even know what "nymphette" means? ![]() ![]() ![]() |
by Lliam Amor, Dan Beeston and the Goatlord.
©2009 Dan Beeston
Mmmm, gentlemen's magazines from the 50's. That takes me back.
I was a staple in a previous life.