AtStirred, Straight Up, with a Twist, it helps to remember that it is permanently 1962 (give or take a decade); and that the problems of the real world can be solved with a touch of glamour and a dash of style.
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She is my North Star, my moral compass, my raison d'etre.
ReplyDeleteAnd it looks like she just got done making love to the whole wide world.
ReplyDeleteyes, i like her, but it's her son i really want.
ReplyDelete“I don’t have to live by stinkin’ rules set down for ordinary people. I licked booze, pills and the funny farm. I don’t need anybody or anything!”
ReplyDeleteI thought "stinkin'" rules applied to licking cooz, not booze, anyway.
ReplyDelete"The psychiatrist says I have self destructive tendencies. So What!"
ReplyDeleteI love her AND you.
ReplyDeleteBoobies! Boobies!
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