NormWho bangs your drum?
Fisting is not for everyone. It's a lot of mumbo-jumbo to me. Let me grab my own stick and perforate your skin. Let me feel the beat within. The pulsations. The vibrations. The emanations. Bring on the tribal dance. Invite me into your brush hut. Cast your spell on me. Cast yourself on me. Throw and thrust yourself on me. I want to go beyond romance. I want to go all Voodoo on you. I want to bang your drum. I want you to twirl my stick. I'll even bang your bum. To the same beat. You're hard to beat. The music you make to the sound of my drum beating? It's not demonic. It's mesmonic. Your pace is frenetic when you're in Voodoo mode. I just want to explode. While you implode. Bang me Baby, bang me. Bang Bang Bang. Bite the head off my chicken if you like. Add it to your boiling cauldron. Sacrifice yourself for me, and I'll stab you to death. Humans and Animals? Equals when it comes to secret things.
B-52ish ...
David ...
Consumption Malfunction
Equal and Opposite
Arses and Elbows
Footy Power
Mal
It wasn't a rock. It was a cock-lobster. We were at the beach. All the girls had magic flanges. Cock-Lobster. Woo. Get down in a beehive squat.
U-Turn & Re-Turn.
Mal.
Mal
I gather you approve of this post?
U-Turn & Re-Turn to where you are.
Mal.