Feeling epic love for all children of the Basalt Generation.
Looking so forward to Indian Wells.
Master best class sexi Rogi ascends forth on the desert with righteousness in his eyes. After proportionate 25mg injections of sweet Mirka's milky sustenonic fluids the flight of the Golden Eagle takes hold.
There he goes. One of God's own prototypes. A mutant of some kind never even considered for mass production. Too weird to live and too rare to die.