"Okay, that's one gigantic pig. Now why do we want him?" Indy put his arm out in front of me when I took a step towards the whale.
"Because he's the head of the meanest, nastiest clowder in the country." Really, why else?
"Of course," Indy dropped his arm. "I should have known it was something like that."I started, once again, towards the great white, when I thought of what Expat had asked. "Say Indy, what do you have in that bag of yours?"
Indy's grin was so wicked I flooded my panties on the spot.
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It always makes me wonder when I see a big fat pig surrounded by pussy.
hahaha.
Damned if that didn't just strike me the right way.
Creepy gmail popped up this link:
http://realmofredheads.com/store/
made me think of this blog.
:-)
I swear I thought the link would take me to porn or bondage.
Hmmm. Gives me an idea for a post. I may have to make a break in the pig saga...
I thought it sounded like pr0n too, but gmail was popping it up as "related to my current emails." Whatever. I hoped you'd get a kick out of it.
That I did.
Though porn would have been good too. ;-)
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