I was scissoring Garnate last night

I was gonna be jealous.

Then i read the whole thing.

Now, no jealousy at all..not even a twinge.
 
Scissoring is a stooopid name for it.

When I officially become a lesbian, I will petition to have it replaced with T-Boning.
 
Unless someone can sew her up, Ann split her in two. I'm all for pounding one half like a rock and then laying on top the other half like paper and grinding her other side.
 
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