You were a suit...Why. I dress the least amount possible then plop down on the couch get drink shove my hand down my pants (Al Bundy style as if there was any other way) and watch foxy boxingOriginally Posted by edyzmedieval
You were a suit...Why. I dress the least amount possible then plop down on the couch get drink shove my hand down my pants (Al Bundy style as if there was any other way) and watch foxy boxingOriginally Posted by edyzmedieval
There, but for the grace of God, goes John Bradford
My aim, then, was to whip the rebels, to humble their pride, to follow them to their inmost recesses, and make them fear and dread us. Fear is the beginning of wisdom.
I am tired and sick of war. Its glory is all moonshine. It is only those who have neither fired a shot nor heard the shrieks and groans of the wounded who cry aloud for blood, for vengeance, for desolation.
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