Ah, skateboarders....how I do lust after thee....
The hair...the chest....the 'tude....the clothes (or lack thereof)...the definition...that hair...what's NOT to lust after?
POLT = listening to "Animal" by Pearl Jam
In Toronto, the streets are level, the use of firearms is strictly controlled, and swearing aloud is enough to draw stares. - Gemma Files
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