Tue
Dec
2
Oh Gloria,
I can’t stop thinking about you. Your sun-ravaged skin. Your naughty little bikinis that say, ‘check out this mess…’ I would pay over $75 if we could be together again over the holidays. Why do you resist me? Why do you always say, ‘my grandchildren come first’? Because if I had my way…you would come first! (get it?…as in sex…now do you get it?)
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