Mr. Bunsen has decided to fall madly in love with my left and right arms. Whenever I go and play with him (pardon the expression) he gets me flowers, wine and puts on fine music and then proceeds to hump the hell out of my arms. As much as I "like" Mr. Bunsen I would prefer not to be the target of his desires !
Can anyone recommend something (anything). And no, Mr. Bunsen and I are not gay. Not that there is anything wrong with that :)
Carpe Diem.
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