The conflicted mewling of the board certified beta-male is quite pathetic as he agonizes over what might have been had he managed to have wedged himself between the pudgy softness of Grace's ample cankles, and his haunting fantasies of dropping the soap in the Presidential shower to be punished by an executive pronging...pitiful.![]()
How's it feel to hold hands with your partisan hack buddy, Rub...
...as you both support an adult who knowingly enjoyed cybering with a 14-year old?
And, you and Rub also seem to so easily claim familiarity with personal attributes of Grace...
...why's that, vette?