The Elvis Costello tune plays on and on as my hand gently caresses
the naked back of my date, a gorgeous blonde who simply can't
stop vomiting the liters of vodka previously flushed down.
Originally posted by Seitse The Elvis Costello tune plays on and on as my hand gently caresses
the naked back of my date, a gorgeous blonde who simply can't
stop vomiting the liters of vodka mixed with rancid chocolate milk previously flushed down.