Thursday, June 6, 2013

Petey's Stoopid Thought for the Day

When I find myself looking at a young woman it is not because I have any expectation of bedding her. Often it is because they remind me of bedded or bedded wish list items from years gone by.

Same holds true for checking out women my own age. Except; though still highly unlikely, hope springs almost as eternal as other parts of my nether regions.

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