She had become a mutton for punishment and he was a wolf

With him it was always like	Little fish are sweet	Peace out boy scout, don't use your knot tying skills for bad ideas	Country kids driving their sins up haunted logging roads
Cannonical	perilune	playing hard to get	I can feel the reality of your teeth, your jaw.
God bless everyone. No exceptions.	RMO	Closer and closer to the source of all rays of light