There's nothing like slipping into a freshly laundered pair of undies right out of the dryer.
Wait.. oh, heh. Yes there is.
If that pair of undies happens to be a pair of Bonnaroo Tool undies, the equation just gets 300023222x rockin'er.
Sweet, sweet homestead:)
Right, and so for all you viewers out there fantasizing about Caleb in a pair of freshly
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just don't have TOO much fun in those TOOL undies, dearest hammy.
picccc-y nicccc-y?
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BUT! Sarah and I talked earlier about meeting Tuesday at 3rd St. park. Is this something you are interested in, darling Gouda?
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and i don't think that there are any qualms about it. the fun masks and silly demands are already in the making... prepare your lovely self to be someday kidnapped. as soon as i can find your place of residence... wherever that may be...
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I have no residence at the moment.
We were planning on meeting at 2.
You've got a phone, and Sarah has got a phone. Maybe some kind of communication would be beneficial to our plans.
I have two phones, neither or which have workage. But they look like phones, and they smell like phones.
But Gena, please promise me you will find us. I need you bad. Like... bad bad.
Tomorrow is Tuesday, right? Tomorrow isn't soon enough.
I love you, babycakes. I love you like you will never know. <3
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Breathe, lovey. Everything will be good. Everything will be wonderful. And always love. The Love has and will never be doubted.
Maybe sheep snuggling? Sheep tend to be quite snuggly...
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