Deep Thoughts: Ballerina Cat
Last night our cat was stretched across the bottom of our bed, one leg extended up and out as she licked herself. She looked just like a ballerina dancer stretching against the barre, except for the ass licking part.
poetry and stuff vaguely resembling poetry by Brian G. Fay
Last night our cat was stretched across the bottom of our bed, one leg extended up and out as she licked herself. She looked just like a ballerina dancer stretching against the barre, except for the ass licking part.
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1 comments:
I once dated a ballerina who had the ass licking part beaten. She was limber, but man was she crude.
There's nothing more disgusting than getting up in the morning and finding unflushed ballerina poop in the bowl.
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