And.... Why fly when you can fuck?Sadly, I was trying to take the thread somewhere. But yes, when a gal smiles, the cat meows.
I have over 20k hours flying. I have experienced shit that would make you hurl. But a real woman in my arms that wants me too is the cat's meow. Love me like I am your last hope. Treat her as if she is. Originally Posted by Marcus Aurelius
And, count on Dee to get our heads back into the game.
I had a 56 Chevy with a 396 4 speed as a teenager that I removed the rear seat and placed carpet up to the rear deck below the rear window.Heh,
Ooh baby ooh. Originally Posted by Marcus Aurelius
Fairlane Station wagon for a couple years, way back when, which hosted my first ... umm, bowling team meeting. Excellent for going to drive in movies as well.