From the attic came an unearthly howl. The whole
scene had an eerie surreal quality, like when you're
on vacation in another city and Jeopardy comes on
at 7:00 p.m. instead of 7:30.
Long separated by cruel fate, the star-crossed lovers
raced across the grassy field toward each other like
two freight trains, one having left Cleveland at 6:36 p.m.
traveling at 55 mph, the other from Topeka at 4:19 p.m.
imagine if your dick was so long you could wear it as a belt. Ive always had this stupid thought that a girl would come up to rub it because it was such a nice belt. Then you would get a boner and it would whip out and slap her.Just a thought. -radtad