Her hands held on to his powerful arms as he lifted her on to the bed and joined her
. .
Click to read more. “Oh my gosh golly goodness,” said Zelda, “It’s Tuesday and I just cut a fart so bad it smelled like something crawled up my butt and died!”
“Oh golly G. Albi wrote a poem called "Poodle Dove"
Her hands held on to his powerful arms as he lifted her on to the bed and joined her
. .
Click to read more. “Oh my gosh golly goodness,” said Zelda, “It’s Tuesday and I just cut a fart so bad it smelled like something crawled up my butt and died!”
“Oh golly G. Albi wrote a poem called "Poodle Dove"
Her hands held on to his powerful arms as he lifted her on to the bed and joined her
. .
Click to read more. “Oh my gosh golly goodness,” said Zelda, “It’s Tuesday and I just cut a fart so bad it smelled like something crawled up my butt and died!”
“Oh golly G. Albi wrote a poem called "Poodle Dove"
