Originally Posted by Ziggler Mark
where the fuck has woolcock gone?
I can imagine where a woolcock SHOULD be...between my legs, catering to my wetness.
Yeah I went to lunch, Kronenbourg & Sunday Roast motherfuckaaaaa.
Ziggler i'mma have to hold you in contempt for giving me a serious boner right about now. But alas I'm a black hole of chaos and doomed to repeat an endless cycle of searching for available pussy and then cry myself to sleep as I recall a road not taken.
Anyways, I'm fully happy to claim now to ensure I can give results in the event my goose is cooked by the end of night.