I am immersed in a wave of "suck that cock, suck that cock."
with the occasional respitive "fuck that ass, fuck that ass."
and the odd, "Oh yeah, fuck yah."
with the expected grunting and groaning.
bottom line: i need friends. Now.
We none of us wanted a palace: we liked this humming little hell-hole with its atrophied rules and characters, its ogres and mascots. Alan Hollinghurst The Folding Star
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