Stewed

I'm really in a big stew over which stew to choose Irish, Meatball or Beef, all make me pulsate down to my shoes Whimper and squirm Messes up my perm Was told it goes really good with a bunch of booze
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Pigeon Tart Avatar
October 29, 2018 at 8:19 AM
It's that time of year! Smells yummy from here ;) Good morning sweet Jack! xomo <3
Ellison Avatar
October 29, 2018 at 8:23 AM
Can you actually smell it all the way in Ottawa!!! WOW! Potent! Good morning dearest friend this side of the moon! Love in buckets... Happy Jack XOXOXOX
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