Come on down. You know you want to.
I very rarely slam, because it scares the lil pants off of me. But hey, why wear pants in Queensland. The weather’s far too nice for pants.
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WRITER | FEMINIST | FRIEND
WRITER | FEMINIST | FRIEND
Come on down. You know you want to.
I very rarely slam, because it scares the lil pants off of me. But hey, why wear pants in Queensland. The weather’s far too nice for pants.
eleanor j jackson 
I hope you will be fantastic and pantsless tonight.
Go you (searches for football cliche, discards idea of re-using the creme de menthe gag again)
I think the gravy and serving up one is best right now.