We’re the taylors: time for a getaway
We’re the taylors: time for a getaway
The toes are the tip
Body warmth is cure for cold
You're brand new, let's rip your seal
Prepare me for college, daddy
Let's hang, fuck and whatnot
Wilderness is fucking in tents
Do i catch your eye?
In private i'll dance on your pole
Give me a better quote
You had to look for wood, didn't you?
I'm housework and you'll do me
If it's buff stick it in