As we hurry away to the end, my friend, Of this sad little farce called existence, We are sure that the future will bring one thing, And that is the grave in the distance. And so when our lives run along all wrong, And nothing seems real or certain, We can comfort ourselves with the thought (or not) Of that spectre behind the curtain. Warning: This site contains adult material!
BLOGS THAT COULD GIVE YOU A WOODY
The Pretty Boys Club
Gay Desires - Fullfilled
The Great Cock Hunt
allHOOKEDUP
Completely Naked
At Worst, My Best
Tom in Paris
The Daily Drool
gay lab
Kinky Boys
Posted by BlackGold at 5/17/2006 12:49:00 AM
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