Easy Rider
And I complain about the bicycles at the physio-therapy place!!! I go on the treadmills instead because the itty bitty teeny weeny seat wrecks havoc on my vagina. Why have all that pressure on my poor thing, if nothing is going in!!!
Ava (she was the one who showed me the picture) asked me how the hell did people got up on those things?
I thought and I thought and I thought (total time: 10 seconds)
I told her, “Let’s call my mother. She probably rode them back in her day.”
Top Drawer!
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Heartbroken, Lucresia Linton decided to turn to the internet. She believes that if God gives you lemons, then you must order your very rude child to make you a pitcher of lemonade and go find an audience elsewhere!



