Hope you all yesterday yeast of year had your blossoming sedge of selves a precious opposite of precocious Bloomsday. It also marks the day, aptly enough, I started this blog, in 2006.
Poldy carrying Molly's panties in his pocket, and all that.
As you were.
Carry on.
Eh?
Monday, June 17, 2013
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