Looks like the mullet is on the prowl, and he's a comin' for you. He desires only a few simple pleasures in life; to make sure his nuts are adequately suffocated, long romantic holidays where you pour chocolate sauce upon his abs (he doesn't spend 3 hours a day in the gym for his health you know) and to feel you running your hands through his lucious locks.
The sad thing here is that the mullet upon his head is just a cherry topped on a sundae. It is no more than an added bit of gay, and he thinks he can do no wrong.
Home again Home again . . .
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On Saturday we made the 2 hour drive through the hills of Rawanda from
Ruhnegeri to the capital city of Rawanda. We left our stuff in a friend’s
hotel room...
15 years ago
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