Call Me Deacon Blues

You said, “I can’t prove to you you’re not gonna die alone,
But trust me to take you home,
To clean up that blood all over your paws.

You can’t keep running out,
Kicking yourself off the bed,
Kicking yourself in the head,
Because you’re kicking me too.”
 
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Off and on...you can pin that ass on me any day

Lucky accidents, painting parties. Yay Fade.

How can I put candles on nachos?

Maybe I can flip over the shot glasses.

Use them as a pedestal. Four dozen minus a few.

More prep. Good to know a relocation expert. Crazy snow.

Getting closer. Loving the pics, voice, music. Rawr!

:cattail:
 
Off and on...you can pin that ass on me any day

Lucky accidents, painting parties. Yay Fade.

How can I put candles on nachos?

Maybe I can flip over the shot glasses.

Use them as a pedestal. Four dozen minus a few.

More prep. Good to know a relocation expert. Crazy snow.

Getting closer. Loving the pics, voice, music. Rawr!

:cattail:

Lucky accidents. How most of us were conceived.

I say no need for candles. No need for on the tail on the donkey, jack ass, bare ass. No party games.

Yes, minus a few.

Snow sucks. Come up here. The extended forecast is quite calm.
 
lawwwdy... the dark/black[?] of your shirt is so intense in these, it looks practically velvety! love your forearm here...

Black shirt.

I know my monochrome world makes it tough at times.

I've never owned a velvet shirt.

Thank you.
 
What an extraordinary profile pic!

You are a simple guy. No candles. No games.

I remember. You love tits and more tits.

Let the present planning commence.

:kiss:
 
What an extraordinary profile pic!

You are a simple guy. No candles. No games.

I remember. You love tits and more tits.

Let the present planning commence.

:kiss:

You're speaking my language

If you're planning my fantasy birthday party, I won't stop you or resist
 
Quick shot tonight.

Don't generally like to post at the bottom of a page, but I'm fine with this particular shot.

Pass it over.
 
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Quick shot tonight.

Don't generally like to post at the bottom of a page, but I'm fine with this particular shot.

Pass it over.

Glad I didn't pass it over.
Love your hands bound by the shirt... my eye goes from there to your mouth.
Mmmm..
 
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