Oh those gay abominations, so filled with hate that
they scream against the hand of God upside the head of your own children!
Not exact matches
I could be standing on the other side of the gates we use to block off the kitchen, talking to her about what I'm doing, and she'll start
screaming and bashing her
hand against the gate because I am not holding her.
They were sitting on beaches, cocktails in
hand, watching the surf break
against the sand, waiting for the night, the drugs, the
screaming music and torrential sex.
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hands - on review and have fun laughing at me
screaming to myself during my battle
against a Great White.