Prince Hot Ginge Reunites With Chelsy Davy

Temperatures in Arizona and California drink dropped to freezing levels ("No, they haven't." - AZ & CA "Yes, they procure, stop lying! Put on a sweater!" - me) and American genitals entertain all gone dormant for the forty winks of the winter, because the stirred of my loins Prince Hot Ginge has loaded up his glorious Torch of Gondor crotch and has gone repayment to Britain after completing helicopter training down here. One of PHG's beforehand stops on his welcome back round was the Brompton Club in London where he ran into his early piece Chelsy Davy. They didn't do a disappearing act together, but some hos are alleviate saying that it's only a consequence of time before she's slathering kindle cream on her coochie from riding PHG again. To which I bid...I don't mind this!
I've unceasingly liked Chelsy Davy. Like me, she's a segment of trash and always looks she just got up from fetching a drunk nap on a bog seat in a bar's bathroom. If Chelsy was born into American group instead of South African high sodality, she'd probably be a patron on Swamp People and the adjoining news would definitely interview her pro their story on vodka tamponing. This is why PHG and Chelsy be a part of together. PHG loves snorting vodka and Chelsy's Diva Cup as likely as not smells like Smirnoff. That last factor is the real reason why Cinderella's prince knock in love with her. See, it's written in the fairy tales.
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