Friday Ephemera (793)
He has a beer coat. || Bond medley. || Blocks of ice versus very hot shapes. || Air conditioner crisis. || Car dealership scenes. || I’ll catch the next one, thanks. || Incoming, two views. || Livestreaming drama. || Dating drama. || Treadmill with wheels. || Loo location of note. || Feeling the rug. || Gun-range related mishap. || Discourse was attempted. || He’s just like Jesus, you hear. || Two and a half minutes of Hitchcock. || Related stills. || His is impressive. || Unfortunate van proximity. || He’s not sure about the pedals. || “Why he locked the doors on me?” || Random Shatner. || On the returning (and non-returning) of shopping trollies. || A thing I didn’t know about the Flatiron Building. (h/t, Things) || It’s a mummified foot thing, you wouldn’t understand. || And finally, a taste of foreign cinema.
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What’s between her legs does make up for what’s between her ears.
Pervert attempts to educate us:
As if there is any reasonable hope that a 14 year old murderer can be magically transformed into a valuable member of civilized society.
Sex criminal wants lenient treatment of criminals.
Not buying that. I know plenty of people who were messed up well into their teens and even 20’s who are productive members of society today. Hence the term “come to Jesus moments”. Though this young lady seems to agree with you. To what purpose tho?
Opening act for the Nocturnal Emissions