...Ruby gore squeezing through my fingers into the lap of my future wife I finally slip from the stressful distractions of the waking world. Fade to a sweet sweet black. None of this is my problem anymore. Sleep well little prince, for tomorrow is another day...
If a lass can love you in the gutter she can love you anywhere.
If a lass can love you in the gutter she can love you anywhere.
Repped.