…as I walk Mr. Fabulous down Crescent Heights Boulevard, and that honey bear bottle used to be in the walker’s hand.
Nice play, stranger. Nice play.
Wish I had thought of it,
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January 7, 2013 at 4:14 pm
corey
you could peel it back off and position it as either an enema, or a “happy” honey bear….
January 7, 2013 at 5:41 pm
jshady
HA!