Damn near a six year old tweet and it’s aged like wine.
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Open for me, washer of clothes. OPEN. I command it. You are but a machine and I am a divine being. I shall withdraw my pantalons whenever I damn well please!
Switch over to a big bucket or sink with a wash board, and a clothesline outside. Your life will just be better I swear. You’ll get so swole. /hj
I have no mouth, and I must clean