it must tickle when they kiss
his moustache . . .
hers!
his moustache . . .
hers!
posted by eric l houck jr at 7:22 AM
Friday, November 04, 2005
About Me
- Name: eric l houck jr
- Location: here, and there, United States
picture book author . . . story-weaving wanderer . . . book-sharing vagabond
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- with a knifeforcing a smileonto the pumpkin
- on his way to workforecastersurprised by snow
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