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Re: The Snowman
I woke up covered in drooling, screaming children. They were climbing on my shoulders, poking me with sticks, even licking me. Their disgusting fleshy pink bodies evoked some distant memory ...
Jan 29, 2011
I woke up covered in drooling, screaming children. They were climbing on my shoulders, poking me with sticks, even licking me. Their disgusting fleshy pink bodies evoked some distant memory ...
Jan 29, 2011