On the ninth day of Christmas

On the ninth day of Christmas my true love gave to me it was all about…HEAT.

So this one’s a cop out, folks.  It’s too bloody hot to sit at this computer and blog.

Also, I’m on my second Slippery Nipple for the night so my blogging skills, limited at best, are even further hampered by this lubrication.

I’m half-way through my 2nd Slippery Nipple and I think I’ll stop at two.  There’s a kind of synergy there.

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2 Responses to On the ninth day of Christmas

  1. gigglesigh says:

    yummy 🙂

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