I can’t control my fingers, I can’t control my toes.. Oh no oh oh oh oh
The most beautiful symbol of freedom is a glorious steed hoisting aloft onto its hind legs, his c*** rampant and stiff and ready for action, being it for a mare or a willing Kenneth Pinyan-type character. Let receptive i********** begin!
Do you seriously want to kill yourself just because you got that drunk? Don’t be so dramatic.
