Oh, My God, man!! You are killing me!
You just can't make this stuff up! For real. Throw a little bleach on it and it 'll be all better.
I need to take it home. I swear I'm still laughing myself stupid.
Upped and Steemed
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Oh, My God, man!! You are killing me!
You just can't make this stuff up! For real. Throw a little bleach on it and it 'll be all better.
I need to take it home. I swear I'm still laughing myself stupid.
Upped and Steemed
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Throw bleach on my own beautiful leg!? What do your think it is, an old plastic table!! ;0)
The house now smells splendidly of bleach and everyone is happy!! Lol
Haha! That is because The Good Lady took care of business. :)
Nobody would want to ruin those beautiful legs! Behold! You can walk around having been shat on and nobody will be the wiser. Smell the wiser, maybe....
But, that is a horse of a different
odorcolor.Now that I have been marked I wander the streets wondering about those that walk me by. Have they too been shat on? Are they carrying the indelible stains of shame under their small clothes. We will never know!