February 7th, 2008

h is for hoochie

i really don't know where i've gone wrong with these chillens of mine. now we have nixe flashing her junk- same pose/ same place as the Lady ' lying sack o' raccoon tails' Chablis. an intervention my by necessary before i have a train-o'-hos-athon on my bed.

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how far some of us have come from hiding under the bed and trying to squirm into the top shelf of the closet so no one will see us.

a little reminder where all this exhibitionism can lead: