Comments from the Magellan's Log Staff: "One is put in mind of the old Fugs song, Boobs-a-lot, a crude hippie paean to the mammaries. Where are the Fugs now when we need them? For that matter, with secondaries like these, who needs the Fugs?"
"Vesuvian mounds, roseate eruptions at the crest, a hint of blush spreading neckward: surely, Lolita in her late teens or at most early twenties in the months of full maturity before dreaded gravity takes its toll."
"Sorry, Marshall, you were wrong. At least here the message is the message and who cares about the medium?" Best Intromission (male-female) >>
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