This mess started out as a guide to bagging an adequate male for yerself once ye'r past it. However, it's evolved rapidly into a collective, collaborative space for ideas to grow, recommendations to be made, stories to be told and fun to be had.
Saturday, 22 October 2011
What the War Correspondant said to me, part one
Imagine having your corpse dressed as a Gimp for your funeral, and then nobody came? That would, indeed, be hilarious.
