I'm picturing a theatre up in your neck of the woods. Dozens of hippies gathering. A foul mixture of patchoulie oil, B.O., organic soaps and weed fills the air. There's cheering and clapping. Lesbians. But not the hot kind that you see on Cinemax late at night, the butch kind. Oh god. The horror.
I'm picturing a theatre up in your neck of the woods. Dozens of hippies gathering. A foul mixture of patchoulie oil, B.O., organic soaps and weed fills the air. There's cheering and clapping. Lesbians. But not the hot kind that you see on Cinemax late at night, the butch kind. Oh god. The horror.
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