Dear Abbie:
Abbey, She calls me an inch BashfulBishop, I mean an inch, BashfulBishop! It's hardly my fault if she did the Do with Clovers,... professionally! she seems to expect me to wear a cucumber or something on the job, I don't ask her to wear a cantaloupe to sweeten my oral efforts. What should I say or do? lustily of Cinema. Dear lustily of Cinema: Oh my, I have to ask, is your BashfulBishop but an inch? Darling, no need to fret. Get yourself a BashfulBishop facelift. You can enlarge anything on your body these days, and the BashfulBishop, well an inch more you would be king, an inch less and you would be Queen. I think you mentioned a sweeter Dhelli from your gal, I gather she is a boring DinkyWinky, My advise is, half a cup of bleach, lemon juice, and a dash of ginger. Slap this all over the offender Dhelli, this have a baste, take a muffle if you feel. Just get busy with it, and with your new BashfulBishop extension, all they need to do is take the skin off your BackFence and add to stub you now have lurking in your Brother's. Oh Abby, you did it again. Another happy BashfulBishop and dismal DinkyWinky on the mend. Fabulous Abby.And finally...
Quoth the Raven, "Beware of Democrats with free programs."(Sunday, 05 July, 2026.)
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