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Post by Raven on Jun 20, 2008 9:04:22 GMT -5
It was a dark and stormy evening. The ghosts in the willows hovered above the witch as she read Showgirl's book. Her face was flushed with excitement imagining Hunter in nothing but a tea leaf. Her smile grew wide and her heart beat wildly, but she realized it was only a dream as she fanned her face. Those hot flashes are a pain in the ass but the rewards are some hot and kinky dreams. Leaving the willows and the ghosts behind, the witch called her raven to her shoulder, where it landed. "Oh, my pretty friend. Why can't I find a heterosexual man that lights my fire but doesn't always fall asleep after a big meal?" The raven replied, "Nevermore," and flew pointedly forward, signaling the witch to fly, be free! The witch mounted her black Harley and sped off down the road to the nearest spell shop to find herself a charm to tap dance. "Stupid recital," she mumbled darkly. She couldn't remember if she needed new taps for her kitchen sink so she detoured to Home Depot where she found
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Post by miki on Jun 20, 2008 9:38:13 GMT -5
It was a dark and stormy evening. The ghosts in the willows hovered above the witch as she read Showgirl's book. Her face was flushed with excitement imagining Hunter in nothing but a tea leaf. Her smile grew wide and her heart beat wildly, but she realized it was only a dream as she fanned her face. Those hot flashes are a pain in the ass but the rewards are some hot and kinky dreams. Leaving the willows and the ghosts behind, the witch called her raven to her shoulder, where it landed. "Oh, my pretty friend. Why can't I find a heterosexual man that lights my fire but doesn't always fall asleep after a big meal?" The raven replied, "Nevermore," and flew pointedly forward, signaling the witch to fly, be free! The witch mounted her black Harley and sped off down the road to the nearest spell shop to find herself a charm to tap dance. "Stupid recital," she mumbled darkly. She couldn't remember if she needed new taps for her kitchen sink so she detoured to Home Depot where she found ferrets running amok!
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Post by Jeannie Holmes on Jun 20, 2008 9:50:33 GMT -5
It was a dark and stormy evening. The ghosts in the willows hovered above the witch as she read Showgirl's book. Her face was flushed with excitement imagining Hunter in nothing but a tea leaf. Her smile grew wide and her heart beat wildly, but she realized it was only a dream as she fanned her face. Those hot flashes are a pain in the ass but the rewards are some hot and kinky dreams. Leaving the willows and the ghosts behind, the witch called her raven to her shoulder, where it landed. "Oh, my pretty friend. Why can't I find a heterosexual man that lights my fire but doesn't always fall asleep after a big meal?" The raven replied, "Nevermore," and flew pointedly forward, signaling the witch to fly, be free! The witch mounted her black Harley and sped off down the road to the nearest spell shop to find herself a charm to tap dance. "Stupid recital," she mumbled darkly. She couldn't remember if she needed new taps for her kitchen sink so she detoured to Home Depot where she found ferrets running amok! Stunned, she watched
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Post by Raven on Jun 20, 2008 10:00:49 GMT -5
It was a dark and stormy evening. The ghosts in the willows hovered above the witch as she read Showgirl's book. Her face was flushed with excitement imagining Hunter in nothing but a tea leaf. Her smile grew wide and her heart beat wildly, but she realized it was only a dream as she fanned her face. Those hot flashes are a pain in the ass but the rewards are some hot and kinky dreams. Leaving the willows and the ghosts behind, the witch called her raven to her shoulder, where it landed. "Oh, my pretty friend. Why can't I find a heterosexual man that lights my fire but doesn't always fall asleep after a big meal?" The raven replied, "Nevermore," and flew pointedly forward, signaling the witch to fly, be free! The witch mounted her black Harley and sped off down the road to the nearest spell shop to find herself a charm to tap dance. "Stupid recital," she mumbled darkly. She couldn't remember if she needed new taps for her kitchen sink so she detoured to Home Depot where she found ferrets running amok! Stunned, she watched while she thought
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Post by vampyre on Jun 20, 2008 10:06:20 GMT -5
It was a dark and stormy evening. The ghosts in the willows hovered above the witch as she read Showgirl's book. Her face was flushed with excitement imagining Hunter in nothing but a tea leaf. Her smile grew wide and her heart beat wildly, but she realized it was only a dream as she fanned her face. Those hot flashes are a pain in the ass but the rewards are some hot and kinky dreams. Leaving the willows and the ghosts behind, the witch called her raven to her shoulder, where it landed. "Oh, my pretty friend. Why can't I find a heterosexual man that lights my fire but doesn't always fall asleep after a big meal?" The raven replied, "Nevermore," and flew pointedly forward, signaling the witch to fly, be free! The witch mounted her black Harley and sped off down the road to the nearest spell shop to find herself a charm to tap dance. "Stupid recital," she mumbled darkly. She couldn't remember if she needed new taps for her kitchen sink so she detoured to Home Depot where she found ferrets running amok! Stunned, she watched while she thought, "Ferrets, here, WTF?"
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Post by Raven on Jun 20, 2008 10:11:36 GMT -5
It was a dark and stormy evening. The ghosts in the willows hovered above the witch as she read Showgirl's book. Her face was flushed with excitement imagining Hunter in nothing but a tea leaf. Her smile grew wide and her heart beat wildly, but she realized it was only a dream as she fanned her face. Those hot flashes are a pain in the ass but the rewards are some hot and kinky dreams. Leaving the willows and the ghosts behind, the witch called her raven to her shoulder, where it landed. "Oh, my pretty friend. Why can't I find a heterosexual man that lights my fire but doesn't always fall asleep after a big meal?" The raven replied, "Nevermore," and flew pointedly forward, signaling the witch to fly, be free! The witch mounted her black Harley and sped off down the road to the nearest spell shop to find herself a charm to tap dance. "Stupid recital," she mumbled darkly. She couldn't remember if she needed new taps for her kitchen sink so she detoured to Home Depot where she found ferrets running amok! Stunned, she watched while she thought, "Ferrets, here, WTF?" She dug through
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Post by vampyre on Jun 20, 2008 10:14:49 GMT -5
It was a dark and stormy evening. The ghosts in the willows hovered above the witch as she read Showgirl's book. Her face was flushed with excitement imagining Hunter in nothing but a tea leaf. Her smile grew wide and her heart beat wildly, but she realized it was only a dream as she fanned her face. Those hot flashes are a pain in the ass but the rewards are some hot and kinky dreams. Leaving the willows and the ghosts behind, the witch called her raven to her shoulder, where it landed. "Oh, my pretty friend. Why can't I find a heterosexual man that lights my fire but doesn't always fall asleep after a big meal?" The raven replied, "Nevermore," and flew pointedly forward, signaling the witch to fly, be free! The witch mounted her black Harley and sped off down the road to the nearest spell shop to find herself a charm to tap dance. "Stupid recital," she mumbled darkly. She couldn't remember if she needed new taps for her kitchen sink so she detoured to Home Depot where she found ferrets running amok! Stunned, she watched while she thought, "Ferrets, here, WTF?" She dug through her bulky purse
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Post by debim on Jun 20, 2008 10:16:21 GMT -5
It was a dark and stormy evening. The ghosts in the willows hovered above the witch as she read Showgirl's book. Her face was flushed with excitement imagining Hunter in nothing but a tea leaf. Her smile grew wide and her heart beat wildly, but she realized it was only a dream as she fanned her face. Those hot flashes are a pain in the ass but the rewards are some hot and kinky dreams. Leaving the willows and the ghosts behind, the witch called her raven to her shoulder, where it landed. "Oh, my pretty friend. Why can't I find a heterosexual man that lights my fire but doesn't always fall asleep after a big meal?" The raven replied, "Nevermore," and flew pointedly forward, signaling the witch to fly, be free! The witch mounted her black Harley and sped off down the road to the nearest spell shop to find herself a charm to tap dance. "Stupid recital," she mumbled darkly. She couldn't remember if she needed new taps for her kitchen sink so she detoured to Home Depot where she found ferrets running amok! Stunned, she watched while she thought, "Ferrets, here, WTF?" She dug through her bulky purse for a charge
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Post by miki on Jun 20, 2008 10:45:55 GMT -5
It was a dark and stormy evening. The ghosts in the willows hovered above the witch as she read Showgirl's book. Her face was flushed with excitement imagining Hunter in nothing but a tea leaf. Her smile grew wide and her heart beat wildly, but she realized it was only a dream as she fanned her face. Those hot flashes are a pain in the ass but the rewards are some hot and kinky dreams. Leaving the willows and the ghosts behind, the witch called her raven to her shoulder, where it landed. "Oh, my pretty friend. Why can't I find a heterosexual man that lights my fire but doesn't always fall asleep after a big meal?" The raven replied, "Nevermore," and flew pointedly forward, signaling the witch to fly, be free! The witch mounted her black Harley and sped off down the road to the nearest spell shop to find herself a charm to tap dance. "Stupid recital," she mumbled darkly. She couldn't remember if she needed new taps for her kitchen sink so she detoured to Home Depot where she found ferrets running amok! Stunned, she watched while she thought, "Ferrets, here, WTF?" She dug through her bulky purse for a charge card and some
*I love this game...
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Post by debim on Jun 20, 2008 11:08:24 GMT -5
It was a dark and stormy evening. The ghosts in the willows hovered above the witch as she read Showgirl's book. Her face was flushed with excitement imagining Hunter in nothing but a tea leaf. Her smile grew wide and her heart beat wildly, but she realized it was only a dream as she fanned her face. Those hot flashes are a pain in the ass but the rewards are some hot and kinky dreams. Leaving the willows and the ghosts behind, the witch called her raven to her shoulder, where it landed. "Oh, my pretty friend. Why can't I find a heterosexual man that lights my fire but doesn't always fall asleep after a big meal?" The raven replied, "Nevermore," and flew pointedly forward, signaling the witch to fly, be free! The witch mounted her black Harley and sped off down the road to the nearest spell shop to find herself a charm to tap dance. "Stupid recital," she mumbled darkly. She couldn't remember if she needed new taps for her kitchen sink so she detoured to Home Depot where she found ferrets running amok! Stunned, she watched while she thought, "Ferrets, here, WTF?" She dug through her bulky purse for a charge card and some tic-tacs or gum
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Post by vampyre on Jun 20, 2008 11:35:12 GMT -5
It was a dark and stormy evening. The ghosts in the willows hovered above the witch as she read Showgirl's book. Her face was flushed with excitement imagining Hunter in nothing but a tea leaf. Her smile grew wide and her heart beat wildly, but she realized it was only a dream as she fanned her face. Those hot flashes are a pain in the ass but the rewards are some hot and kinky dreams. Leaving the willows and the ghosts behind, the witch called her raven to her shoulder, where it landed. "Oh, my pretty friend. Why can't I find a heterosexual man that lights my fire but doesn't always fall asleep after a big meal?" The raven replied, "Nevermore," and flew pointedly forward, signaling the witch to fly, be free! The witch mounted her black Harley and sped off down the road to the nearest spell shop to find herself a charm to tap dance. "Stupid recital," she mumbled darkly. She couldn't remember if she needed new taps for her kitchen sink so she detoured to Home Depot where she found ferrets running amok! Stunned, she watched while she thought, "Ferrets, here, WTF?" She dug through her bulky purse for a charge card and some tic-tacs or gum, not ferret repellent
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Post by simcha on Jun 20, 2008 12:54:14 GMT -5
It was a dark and stormy evening. The ghosts in the willows hovered above the witch as she read Showgirl's book. Her face was flushed with excitement imagining Hunter in nothing but a tea leaf. Her smile grew wide and her heart beat wildly, but she realized it was only a dream as she fanned her face. Those hot flashes are a pain in the ass but the rewards are some hot and kinky dreams. Leaving the willows and the ghosts behind, the witch called her raven to her shoulder, where it landed. "Oh, my pretty friend. Why can't I find a heterosexual man that lights my fire but doesn't always fall asleep after a big meal?" The raven replied, "Nevermore," and flew pointedly forward, signaling the witch to fly, be free! The witch mounted her black Harley and sped off down the road to the nearest spell shop to find herself a charm to tap dance. "Stupid recital," she mumbled darkly. She couldn't remember if she needed new taps for her kitchen sink so she detoured to Home Depot where she found ferrets running amok! Stunned, she watched while she thought, "Ferrets, here, WTF?" She dug through her bulky purse for a charge card and some tic-tacs or gum, not ferret repellentwhich smells like
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Post by mouse on Jun 20, 2008 13:08:08 GMT -5
It was a dark and stormy evening. The ghosts in the willows hovered above the witch as she read Showgirl's book. Her face was flushed with excitement imagining Hunter in nothing but a tea leaf. Her smile grew wide and her heart beat wildly, but she realized it was only a dream as she fanned her face. Those hot flashes are a pain in the ass but the rewards are some hot and kinky dreams. Leaving the willows and the ghosts behind, the witch called her raven to her shoulder, where it landed. "Oh, my pretty friend. Why can't I find a heterosexual man that lights my fire but doesn't always fall asleep after a big meal?" The raven replied, "Nevermore," and flew pointedly forward, signaling the witch to fly, be free! The witch mounted her black Harley and sped off down the road to the nearest spell shop to find herself a charm to tap dance. "Stupid recital," she mumbled darkly. She couldn't remember if she needed new taps for her kitchen sink so she detoured to Home Depot where she found ferrets running amok! Stunned, she watched while she thought, "Ferrets, here, WTF?" She dug through her bulky purse for a charge card and some tic-tacs or gum, not ferret repellent which smells like big old pile
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Post by Raven on Jun 20, 2008 13:26:24 GMT -5
It was a dark and stormy evening. The ghosts in the willows hovered above the witch as she read Showgirl's book. Her face was flushed with excitement imagining Hunter in nothing but a tea leaf. Her smile grew wide and her heart beat wildly, but she realized it was only a dream as she fanned her face. Those hot flashes are a pain in the ass but the rewards are some hot and kinky dreams. Leaving the willows and the ghosts behind, the witch called her raven to her shoulder, where it landed. "Oh, my pretty friend. Why can't I find a heterosexual man that lights my fire but doesn't always fall asleep after a big meal?" The raven replied, "Nevermore," and flew pointedly forward, signaling the witch to fly, be free! The witch mounted her black Harley and sped off down the road to the nearest spell shop to find herself a charm to tap dance. "Stupid recital," she mumbled darkly. She couldn't remember if she needed new taps for her kitchen sink so she detoured to Home Depot where she found ferrets running amok! Stunned, she watched while she thought, "Ferrets, here, WTF?" She dug through her bulky purse for a charge card and some tic-tacs or gum, not ferret repellent which smells like big old pile of moth balls.
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Post by debim on Jun 20, 2008 14:32:49 GMT -5
It was a dark and stormy evening. The ghosts in the willows hovered above the witch as she read Showgirl's book. Her face was flushed with excitement imagining Hunter in nothing but a tea leaf. Her smile grew wide and her heart beat wildly, but she realized it was only a dream as she fanned her face. Those hot flashes are a pain in the ass but the rewards are some hot and kinky dreams. Leaving the willows and the ghosts behind, the witch called her raven to her shoulder, where it landed. "Oh, my pretty friend. Why can't I find a heterosexual man that lights my fire but doesn't always fall asleep after a big meal?" The raven replied, "Nevermore," and flew pointedly forward, signaling the witch to fly, be free! The witch mounted her black Harley and sped off down the road to the nearest spell shop to find herself a charm to tap dance. "Stupid recital," she mumbled darkly. She couldn't remember if she needed new taps for her kitchen sink so she detoured to Home Depot where she found ferrets running amok! Stunned, she watched while she thought, "Ferrets, here, WTF?" She dug through her bulky purse for a charge card and some tic-tacs or gum, not ferret repellent which smells like big old pile of moth balls. "I thought I
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