Not flowers, not candy.
Life may be like a box of chocolates, but Polt knows that, for me, lust is a flock of belly-shirted Robins.
Do you refer to a group of hot Robins as a flock or a gaggle? A pride?
Hell, call it whatever you want as long as I'm in the center of it. And either kneeling or horizontal. I'm easy. I'll go either way.
Thanks, Polt! You're the best!
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Is that you or Michael Stipe, Left Center? Must be you - Micheal's not that tall...
Anytime I see a Robin, Stephen, I think of you. I had to think twice about sending this, though, cause I was afraid the sheer number of Robins in one photo might make your head explode, or put into a robin induced coma. I'm glad to know nothing like that happened. :)
HUGS...
you slay me
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