Quote Originally Posted by Burney View Post
Oh, I said I couldn’t warm to them, not that I wouldn’t fùck them.

But good arse or no, in thon horsey one’s eyes flicker the starshells of madness, you mark my words.
In my youth I was often called upon to weigh the benefits of an exceptional figure against the minor inconveniences of having my bunny boiled.

The arse won. Every. Single. Time.