'Yes, I want to meet this friend of yours George!' said Winky as he squeezed his broad frame into a long black coat.
How easy it is to waste a day To stare while the hours ebb away Then drift into that restless sleep Of those who haven't earned their keep
Have you seen my purple thong? I left it in the dryer I wore it to the monastery I lent it to the friar Have you seen my pantyhos? My milky ass is frozen I wore them to my bible group