Every kind of love, or at least my kind of love, must be an imaginary love, to start with baby.
Ah but he never specified where....
Love Lolita's corduroy pants. I'm reading this masterpiece at the moment. [PS.. the verification word for this comment is clablip.. hmm.]
hahaha ... clablip? ... oddness ...All over ... is the only suggestion I can give!
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