Fat sausages
Or señorita bananas ?
Or you can plug your nostrils with her all natural, caramel scented fingers. 
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
Popular Posts
-
Dear God I thank you for the memories that I hold in my heart. Thank you for my heart that chooses which memories to keep - those memories t... -
Time is short and slippery. We think we don't have enough but we squander it. we spend it on useless endeavors like getting a... -
Thank you dear friends and family for a fabulous sixty freakin' nth birthday. Let me tell you that age is just a word and it does not hu... -
What if at the tip of your fingers is a winged messenger that will bring your prayers to God? Would it be faster? Will the form of delivery... -
Before this photo, the service people were busy. It was peak time - lunch. Try as they did, i saw some cheating that I will not disclose ex... -
Warning! Warning to myself: This blog could turn out to be in the league of E.L. James' 50 Shades of Grey except that I can only... -
Rambutans are beginning to make an impression in my garden . Pregnant with young buds, soon the clusters will bring the boughs close to the... -
You were barely two.... then, whoooooooosshhhh! there you are all grown up in a twinkling. And even as a clown, you make sense, always... -
--> Good Morning Parents, HEDCen students, teachers and friends of The Little Farm House! Of course, this is... -
She had been sick for several weeks now. The effects of the drugs that were prescribed to cure her illness had slowly defeated the last st...
No comments:
Post a Comment