Even If I Have To Write Them Myself - Tumblr Posts

I was so endeared by "head was in the shed" that I almost missed "sat on the coach". Obviously, my filthy depraved mind immediately seized hold of it. James Trotman isn't bad looking, I suppose, and you just know Jack would do anything to make Daddy Andy jealous.

(I'm so sorry. This is what happens when I find somewhere to shitpost uncensored.)