And this was likely to be in the homes entrance or dinning area.
Those playful Romans.
No wonder Vesuvius erupted.
So, a cunnilinguist isn’t some smart guy who speaks five languages?
Cunnilingus? Isn’t that the name of an Irish Airline??
Genital Slurpees?
NO, Oldcat, you’re confusing it with men’s most common dessert topping: Pussy Whip.
A homeless person broke into my house and used my computer. No shit, really!
”...if there’s anything bad in the world, the preacher’s gonna find it first!”
--Dave Gardner
Well the Romans were said to be sexually “open”.
Looks like they dined on the “bearded clam.”
DAMMIT! Quit corrupting me!*pout*
BTW-WAAAY OT: I’ve got a “contest” goin’ on on my blog. If Vilmar wins maybe I’ll get “Mikey-Joe” to take a pix of me in a Skank-er-Yankee shirt.
This is a -basically CLEAN contest. nyah.
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