Ms. Anthropy is like the wind in your goddam tree. She is the night, and she's calling from inside the house. She's what ninjas think about when they masturbate. She's right behind you now, watching you pee.
Ms. Anthropy is like the wind in your goddam tree. She is the night, and she's calling from inside the house. She's what ninjas think about when they masturbate. She's right behind you now, watching you pee.
