By Crystevin Date: 29 June 1999
Gold toothed bastards with silver tongues french kiss the blonde girls. Out of greed not want or need do the girls fall one by one to the evil seed. No respite from hell they'd rather dwell on misery and lost chivalry. Caught by pomegranate lips full and tasty the cute one's stay awhile and the merchandising of their souls continue like starving kittens without milk they will mew.