Looks like a ssssoooooooooped up viper to me old chap.Big ole yankee 7 litre.8 miles to the gallon.Thal
Come to think of it, my mother was almost eaten by a wolverine there too. Not a nice place.
I keep on catching my kitty in my alto sax case, (he couldn't fit into my soprano and he's afraid of my baritone) I think it's kind of cute.
Nappys for senile cats possibly?
You are a wise and perceptive man, oh bearded one Henrah, it was a joke. I have lots of animals And we know how much you like pussy
Have you got a gun? If so you can shoot it. Otherwise stick it in a shoe box and run over it. Or chuck it out the window of a very tall building.There are lots of ways of solving this problem
Well, if you didn't know, my real name isn't lau. I have only revealed it once here in the pianostreet forums
National Geographic are bitches when it comes to photography... each photo needs to have a specific number of lumens (?) of lighting, ISO, exposure time, colour saturation, dimensions blablabla...Those polar bears are cute... just wanna give em a big cuddle (and then the ingrates tear you in half).
where's the lightswitch? we don't have one. it doesn't exist. susan
? where's the pic lichristine?
Expand your mind beyond the constricting box of society... beyond the poisonous thoughts which have been injected into your brain from birth. Look into the infinite.
Some erotic associations might appear.
this is ivana and myself on her fifth birthday. not sure how to enlarge. hmm. well, anyways. that's a more recent pic. from september at least. this is my flamengo pink dining room. do you like the color?so there. i finally did it! i figured out how. everyone - enjoy your holidays! we don't have cold enough weather yet for fireplaces here. it was 60 degrees or so again today. balmy weather for philly. the grass is still green! susanbtw, the right side of my hair is not shorter than the left - it was just 'folded under' or something.
Wow this looks very poetic to me, whatever it may be. Some erotic associations might appear.
this is ivana and myself on her fifth birthday.
good thing you explained that. i thought you were a pilot, too.