He couldn’t look away
Petite. “Man, she’s in bad shape.
. The beech says to the birch: "Is that a son of a beech or a son of a birch?"
The birch says it cannot tell. It is, however, the best piece of ash I have ever put my pecker in!"
He couldn’t look away
Petite. “Man, she’s in bad shape.
. The beech says to the birch: "Is that a son of a beech or a son of a birch?"
The birch says it cannot tell. It is, however, the best piece of ash I have ever put my pecker in!"
He couldn’t look away
Petite. “Man, she’s in bad shape.
. The beech says to the birch: "Is that a son of a beech or a son of a birch?"
The birch says it cannot tell. It is, however, the best piece of ash I have ever put my pecker in!"
