The presentation of the thirty-four-year-old male in the emergency room was slight fever, dilated pupils, and marked disorientation.
We did two small baby bathtubfuls of potatoes, and usually carrots or turnips besides.
By morning, the place seemed familiar in a cockroachy sort of way. Bibianna lent me a clean T-shirt to wear with my red miniskirt.
FU always be an advocate for fagdom.
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