Stop touching me with you’re diseased cock.
Stop touching me with you’re diseased cock.
“I wouldn’t touch you with a ten foot pole, oh wait, I guess I’m actually equipped with one now.” Oh, and we were given one last dose of civilization before the last week of this exercise, hopefully if I don’t get another chance to update I’ll have them next weekend we’re running through San Francisco and the airports and the next (currently showing) military school if another two week one in mid October. 😛