A little experiment in making the world of Smoooochie more accessible to the rest of the world.
Tuesday, July 03, 2007
Well said...
I was getting my early morning reading in and came upon this little gem on the DailyKOS. It's got a lot of good points about the whole Libby debacle. Read it.
I've grown to wear the shape of a woman, down to my stony spine…. I like to be her taste, salty waves and peachy sweet from the lushness of my hips to the firm round of palm-sized breasts. Meek, compared to the size of the fullest moon, I am the shape of a woman. I delight to be her scent... the breeze of an undertow or the tingle of an acrid sandalwood fire.
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