as in chocolate teapot, a thing of very limited practical use
Father Jack is my hero. It is my goal in life to age into him."DRINK! FECK! ARSE! GIRLS!"
This both saddens and disgusts me
Gross. Just plain old gross.
Speechless. It will take time to form words around my revulsion and disgust in a manner doing it suitable justice.Then again, those words may remain at large; like a wayward priest. I should have said MANY wayward priests!
Jesus Christ, when does it end. I feel it's all right to take the lord's name in vain in this context, compared to altar boy buggering, it's nothing.
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