Date: October 16th, 2017 12:29 PM Author: Azure piazza wagecucks
Halford is alive in all of us.
He is alive in every morning tumescence of our REDDENED PISSWYRMS; every JIZZBLAST of our SWOLLEN MEMBERS; every ENGORGEMENT of our nude, or even mesh-shorted, COCKS. Cry not for the Halford you see unpoasted; celebrate instead the Halford you let fly each time you STIM TO WIN.