Some people leave footprints on our heart.
Cats leave fur on our sweaters.
Dogs leave drool on our shoes.
Families will crap on our doorstep.
So when life gives you crap, garden it and make roses.
Mind you, he did say he likes things clean, as well as tidy...
I like. I don't like absolutely everything clean and tidy.
Oh the poor boy! The club doesn't keep spare shorts for those who can't afford new ones?
EC, you know men, they'd wade through alligators in the sewers for anything that turns them on. Scrubbing the 'gators would slow him down a bit though.Andrew, wonderful, I have reached the high spot of my life, a woman of taste who knows exactly what her gay boy likes.Hi Fenstar de Tattoo, love the colours but wow, it's so big. Don't comment but I am keeping an eye on you and the fur babies. And it's no good drooling, Andrew never shares.River, now I could really get into football if they wore paper shorts, it would make it very interesting. Interesting too, how large a tele Andrew could nail to the Highrise wall.
oh it worked for me too.Easter buns. Thanx JTx x x
Annie O, I hope the pain is not too bad. The Bear has decided that the funny noises made by the space heater is worth the warmth. I bet Andrew is still drooling.
Margaret-whiteangel, our darling Andrew is a man of simple pleasures, just looking at his present would put him in a good mood and if it talks, well pleasure doubled although it is a footballer so we can't be too optimistic.
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