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I am now at the Seven Year Itch stage in my sexual relationship with the Hindu god of scribes, removing obstacles, and new beginnings, and am available for divine blow jobs, religious rumpy pumpy and divertissments with demigods.
Only this weekend a jolly, plump chap in Willesden Green High Street told me Jesus loved me, which was nice... Gave me a booklet to prove it but I got the impression he's not too choosy about his amours, old JC.
When Ganesh has diddled you with his mighty trunk, it's hard to get excited about a Viking horn or an Olympian thunderbolt, though. :-) |
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