- Joined
- May 27, 2019
"There was me. That is, Russel, and my three drools. And I sat in the Peppermint Beaver brothel, trying to make up my mind on whom to sue this evening. The Peppermint Beaver offered dances, handy-shandys, or penis-suckings, which is what I was seeking. These can sharpen me my penis up, and get me ready for a bit of the old...ultraplights."I eagerly await the chalk image of Russ getting yelled at by the judge. The dribble literally boiling over his Kubrick Stare.