"Quelle est? Ah, le belle femme skunk fatale."
The perfume of love. Scent of a woman. You're doomed, boy - do you have any idea how much a bottle of that costs?
"What was I thinking?"
You weren't thinking, so don't beat yourself up...
Posted 26 June 2012 - 08:56 AM
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