...is more grease. Grease that baby up! If it stays where it is, squirming like that, it'll be tomorrow's breakfast bacon. Or maybe next week's.
No question the creature has the moves, but I just don't think she's able to slip through the gauntlet without serious injury, eventually giving up.
We shall see.
Mark my words---three words, maybe four: Po ca hon tas.
Don't say I didn't warn you. Misfits, run for your lives!!
Tuesday, March 10, 2015
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