Fuck molasses.
All correspondences are forged by the Treat Typists Guild, Local 202, in the typewriter sweatshop hidden in the Semi-Auntomous Exclave of Belugastan. Forgeries are then delivered to unsuspecting rival nation-states in the nearby Metropolis. All documents are forged on the first take, typos included.
Tuesday, June 19, 2012
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Monday, June 11, 2012
Tim Lincecum-Buster Posey gay fanfiction chapter 39
These have been sitting in the scanner queue for a while; many apologies for my tardiness in their digitization.