Short ones, skinny ones, fat ones, light ones, dark ones...on the arms, to the hands, and, then to the fingers (and into infinity) of Lord Ganesha. I could count the women who say, "it just isn't right." I don't think you want anything or, like anything for that matter.
Tune in and don't drop out,
Dj Lipton
P.S. After further thought you want Adam Sandler or Paul Blart. Thoughtless imbeciles.
