Need a plate of generic, insipid platitudes with a giant helping of bad science and misogyny?
Why...
Seriously what does it mean. He needs to be checked by a Freudian psychologist.
You couldn't torture that shit out of me. St. Peter could ask me to admit to it to get into heaven, and I'd walk straight past him into hell.
Why...
Seriously what does it mean. He needs to be checked by a Freudian psychologist.
You couldn't torture that shit out of me. St. Peter could ask me to admit to it to get into heaven, and I'd walk straight past him into hell.