Where the Kids Come to Mouth Off

[Anything That Moves]

Originally posted by ltl/fb
Though, I could use the saddle on the boy toy. Hmmmm.

[Dreamy sigh.] And wonk wonders why I heart you.

Yet, although I am yours, you never call. You never write. C'est la vie. I console myself with the thought that we'll always have Brownsville.