Clawing at the lid of her coffin.
May the forth be with you
Checks fly* *no pants* Aaaah.
An acrocat!
Me. Ow.
Sir, this is a coffin.
Clawing at the inside of her coffin.
The lid said, "Twist to open."
I choose to go to Marilyn's hotel room this night and do the naughty things, not because she is easy, but because I am hard.
