Tuesday, March 06, 2007
Making Love
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3 comments:
Do you really have to be so LOUD when you're doing it? I don't mind renting you the room above my pub, but when you can be heard above the sounds of Death Cheese, well, there's a problem!
Oh, it's that doll. It has a pin hole in it that makes it hiss and squall and scream like that. I guess that is why it's called the Ann Coulter Doll.
There was some pervert peeking in your window when I was lurking around--I mean doing some surveillance. Do you want me to track him down?
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