I'd pay fitty dollars to feel that hobnail boot on my thorax.
Needs a riding crop, though.
A buddy of mine in college had a serious urge to have Grace Jones dance on his back while wearing spike heels.
Of course, the same guy also carried around a sawed-off 12 gauge painted dayglo pink. The boy just wasn't right...
Posted by: El Capitan at October 11, 2006 6:21 PM