Where everything is on fire except me watching my haters on rusted Machete Shish kabob with limbs and organs I'll play kick the Pandora's Box...or casket wrap barb wire on cadavers in pine trees. if u wanna know Sexual fantasy u WON'T want to know I'll get your engine started....vroom zoom come and get me. three words polish bike ride. like your belly button while playing with your nipples then slide my tongue in The Promise Land. either wear your hair around my neck as a necklace or your panties for a week

The only downside is that many snake species crap themselves as a defensive reflex. And nothing smells like a mouse that's been fermenting in digestive juices for a week.

I do. That people will respect one another, pure fantasy!?‍

Yes. I think you are diagnosable.

Mine is much tamer and arguably non-sexual. In my olden days I want to own an used bookstore and sit around piles of books with my love, sipping teas and possibly smoking cigars.