Speaking of drinking, Secret Agent Fred and I are off for the bright lights of New Orleans on Saturday for a week. Unless the world ends today.
Yall have a lovely Christmas and I'll be back on the Feast of Steven, deep and crisp and even.
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ReplyDeleteI have them staple gunned on.
DeleteYeay!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Can't wait
ReplyDeleteSee ya soon, I'l call on Sunday.
DeletePhotos of the pair of you Bitches together, please.
ReplyDeleteKeep away from those witch queens I've heard so much about there. Have a lovely time and a Merry Christmas!
ReplyDeleteAre you the Gypsy Queen o New Orleans? Now everything makes sense. sorta
ReplyDeleteMerry Christmas! Thanks for all the chuckles over the year! ~
ReplyDeleteFrom the Princess to the peenee... Happy New year Darling
ReplyDeleteHappy New Year sugar nips!
ReplyDeletehow kabuki would love to be with you. new orleans would love us, as they love you. or we would burn it to the ground, with our red hot hottness.
ReplyDeleteHey, man! Get back to your admirers! We miss the Peen.
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