It might be hemorrhoids. I don’t care.
I’d sell my son’s bike if it meant five more minutes in the shower with some soap.
Where All the Good Bodies Are Buried
June 28, 2010
It might be hemorrhoids. I don’t care.
I’d sell my son’s bike if it meant five more minutes in the shower with some soap.
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