Quote: Joe Mama said: Ample bosums make everything better unless they're just images on a TV, which makes suckling difficult. I don't know what traumatized me more: the terrifying images that I watched, or the static shocks I got on my lips whenever Hazel appeared.
....or the men in white coats who came with tranquilizers and restraints...
Oh no. They were a welcome sight. They bring the good medicines what make me happy and smile and calm.
Mmmm...happy pills...
Dear, sweet Harley Kwink...I'm madly in love with you. Marry me! We can go to Canadia. Or Boston or something. It'll be grand...You know the cookies are a given. They are ALWAYS a given. You could dump me tomorrow and you'd still get the cookies. Boston..shit, wherever dyke weddings were legalized. And where better to rub their little piggie noses in how bad they suck than right on their doorstep? What are they gonna do? Be jealous of you? Stare furiously at your tah-tahs? Not willingly give you cookies, but instead begrudgingly give you their cookies? Woman, time to wake up to the powers you wield - Uschi
