Our Kids Discuss Tracey’s Boobies
bySuddenly, our bedroom door swung open and Master9 stepped into the room. “Can I…,” he started to say, but then finished with an, “AHHHH!” and ran from the room clutching at his eyes.
Suddenly, our bedroom door swung open and Master9 stepped into the room. “Can I…,” he started to say, but then finished with an, “AHHHH!” and ran from the room clutching at his eyes.
In the spirit of six degrees of separation, I’m asking everyone who reads this post to please take a good look at the guy in the glasses and see if you know him. It is NOT me.