from a woman's point of view.
The feeling that we get when we can feel the brown juices of love beginning to emit out of our lovely sphincter holes.
Joyce, I must leave this meeting with you because listening to your words of utter babble have made me want to touch cloth.
by Abba Dabba August 08, 2003

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