she's everything you want her to be, anon. Just like her clone.
if there were a valid pair of ball within a hundred paces, that nigga would be dogmeat.
cuddect. you pick by how high up the leg the tingles go.
this, almost
the Lodge be everywhere.
tby and all that
them are digits, anon can tell you that.
a mother cat beckoned me to a laundromat where I found a kitten trapped in a hole in the wall behind a dryer.
anons know.
but will it open the pod bay door, Hal?