(et qua te ducit via dirige gressum, said Venus)
posted by Tony Adams at 6:55 PM
Oh Jesus. I remember that little movie house. It was across the street from a Chevy dealer also a Howard Johnson's restaurant and next to a modern furniture store that sold black velvet paintings. The parking lot was always full the few times I checked it out. Never made it inside cause it was easier for me to score in the parking lot.
surely on your OWN blog you can actually show us this penis you speak of?
Dear bj,I suppose I could (although I don't think I've ever shown a penis photo on this Victorian blog), but it's so much easier to link to the 9000 pics of the Wrangler dick that pepper your blog.
The restraint with which you engaged Harrison is to be admired.
Dear Tater,You and I and most anyone who read it would see that, but he probably doesn't have a clue. The interesting thing about startling cpmments from unknown entities is that you can't tell if they are naive or stupid or teasing or just drunk, so it is better to give the benefit of the doubt. He has not taken me up on the invitation to discuss it further privately, I am actually relieved to report. If I had wanted to raise a child....
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