The tattoo of a ****** on my left foot is devoid of vaginal sensation.
June's female rib bone was delicious because the bony-rib meat just
fell off June Haver's rib cage, before Fred MacMurray jogged home
with loads of potatoes to make home fries & upside-down tater pies
thickened by dry starch given to play players in a gay march in May
when June was meek & mental & ****** a Japó Ken doll that had
yellow, buck-tooth rental fangs made by Oriental Dental in Kendall
across the road from a sheepish brain surgeon with acute, traumatic
brain-root damage that meanly afforded menace to fleecy lamb rage