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Horrified, Larry ran a hand over the doorknob and contemplated his options. Outside the tornado was building to monumental proportions. Still, compared to Della it was less than satifying to get blown by a glass blower's apprentice thought Larry. "Why not, she's nice and smooth and nobody will know unless somehow we're sucked outside, but just then the door flew off the hinges and the wind sucked Della out. Her wig and Larry's pants both flew off along the road towards the gay bar where someone grabbed Larry's Leisure suit pants and jumped when he saw the crotch extension with the finger in the wig sticking out of the right front pocket along with Della's false teeth. Back at Larry's house, Larry was hurriedly dressing when suddenly the police impersonators from the Village People blew in the skylight and landed right where Della's leg, still covered in copenhagen juice, saliva, upon the bed, was laying. Unfortunately, it was Della's speciaI high priestess of the buddha dress leg that contained a secespita, finely honed, hidden in a spring loaded trap door. As it snapped open it revealed an enormous surprise not unlike Larry's favourite W&B razor, a Williams restoration that he fondled ever so gently while dreaming of how it would make Pam's back so smooth and ever so sexy. Slowly but surely she would realize that he would feed her frogs to the Fugu priestesses during the annual fertility festival where frogs were ceremonially filleted and their legs wrapped in bacon strips.

Horrified, Larry ran a hand over the doorknob and contemplated his options. Outside the tornado was building to monumental proportions. Still, compared to Della it was less than satifying to get blown by a glass blower's apprentice thought Larry. "Why not, she's nice and smooth and nobody will know unless somehow we're sucked outside, but just then the door flew off the hinges and the wind sucked Della out. Her wig and Larry's pants both flew off along the road towards the gay bar where someone grabbed Larry's Leisure suit pants and jumped when he saw the crotch extension with the finger in the wig sticking out of the right front pocket along with Della's false teeth. Back at Larry's house, Larry was hurriedly dressing when suddenly the police impersonators from the Village People blew in the skylight and landed right where Della's leg, still covered in copenhagen juice, saliva, upon the bed, was laying. Unfortunately, it was Della's speciaI high priestess of the buddha dress leg that contained a secespita, finely honed, hidden in a spring loaded trap door. As it snapped open it revealed an enormous surprise not unlike Larry's favourite W&B razor, a Williams restoration that he fondled ever so gently while dreaming of how it would make Pam's back so smooth and ever so sexy. Slowly but surely she would realize that he would feed her frogs to the Fugu priestesses during the annual fertility festival where frogs were ceremonially filleted and their legs wrapped in bacon strips then carefully fed

Horrified, Larry ran a hand over the doorknob and contemplated his options. Outside the tornado was building to monumental proportions. Still, compared to Della it was less than satifying to get blown by a glass blower's apprentice thought Larry. "Why not, she's nice and smooth and nobody will know unless somehow we're sucked outside, but just then the door flew off the hinges and the wind sucked Della out. Her wig and Larry's pants both flew off along the road towards the gay bar where someone grabbed Larry's Leisure suit pants and jumped when he saw the crotch extension with the finger in the wig sticking out of the right front pocket along with Della's false teeth. Back at Larry's house, Larry was hurriedly dressing when suddenly the police impersonators from the Village People blew in the skylight and landed right where Della's leg, still covered in copenhagen juice, saliva, upon the bed, was laying. Unfortunately, it was Della's speciaI high priestess of the buddha dress leg that contained a secespita, finely honed, hidden in a spring loaded trap door. As it snapped open it revealed an enormous surprise not unlike Larry's favourite W&B razor, a Williams restoration that he fondled ever so gently while dreaming of how it would make Pam's back so smooth and ever so sexy. Slowly but surely she would realize that he would feed her frogs to the Fugu priestesses during the annual fertility festival where frogs were ceremonially filleted and their legs wrapped in bacon strips then carefully fed, via a huge funnel

Horrified, Larry ran a hand over the doorknob and contemplated his options. Outside the tornado was building to monumental proportions. Still, compared to Della it was less than satifying to get blown by a glass blower's apprentice thought Larry. "Why not, she's nice and smooth and nobody will know unless somehow we're sucked outside, but just then the door flew off the hinges and the wind sucked Della out. Her wig and Larry's pants both flew off along the road towards the gay bar where someone grabbed Larry's Leisure suit pants and jumped when he saw the crotch extension with the finger in the wig sticking out of the right front pocket along with Della's false teeth. Back at Larry's house, Larry was hurriedly dressing when suddenly the police impersonators from the Village People blew in the skylight and landed right where Della's leg, still covered in copenhagen juice, saliva, upon the bed, was laying. Unfortunately, it was Della's speciaI high priestess of the buddha dress leg that contained a secespita, finely honed, hidden in a spring loaded trap door. As it snapped open it revealed an enormous surprise not unlike Larry's favourite W&B razor, a Williams restoration that he fondled ever so gently while dreaming of how it would make Pam's back so smooth and ever so sexy. Slowly but surely she would realize that he would feed her frogs to the Fugu priestesses during the annual fertility festival where frogs were ceremonially filleted and their legs wrapped in bacon strips then carefully fed, via a huge funnel into a 'hopper'

Horrified, Larry ran a hand over the doorknob and contemplated his options. Outside the tornado was building to monumental proportions. Still, compared to Della it was less than satifying to get blown by a glass blower's apprentice thought Larry. "Why not, she's nice and smooth and nobody will know unless somehow we're sucked outside, but just then the door flew off the hinges and the wind sucked Della out. Her wig and Larry's pants both flew off along the road towards the gay bar where someone grabbed Larry's Leisure suit pants and jumped when he saw the crotch extension with the finger in the wig sticking out of the right front pocket along with Della's false teeth. Back at Larry's house, Larry was hurriedly dressing when suddenly the police impersonators from the Village People blew in the skylight and landed right where Della's leg, still covered in copenhagen juice, saliva, upon the bed, was laying. Unfortunately, it was Della's speciaI high priestess of the buddha dress leg that contained a secespita, finely honed, hidden in a spring loaded trap door. As it snapped open it revealed an enormous surprise not unlike Larry's favourite W&B razor, a Williams restoration that he fondled ever so gently while dreaming of how it would make Pam's back so smooth and ever so sexy. Slowly but surely she would realize that he would feed her frogs to the Fugu priestesses during the annual fertility festival where frogs were ceremonially filleted and their legs wrapped in bacon strips then carefully fed, via a huge funnel into a 'hopper' above the naked

Horrified, Larry ran a hand over the doorknob and contemplated his options. Outside the tornado was building to monumental proportions. Still, compared to Della it was less than satifying to get blown by a glass blower's apprentice thought Larry. "Why not, she's nice and smooth and nobody will know unless somehow we're sucked outside, but just then the door flew off the hinges and the wind sucked Della out. Her wig and Larry's pants both flew off along the road towards the gay bar where someone grabbed Larry's Leisure suit pants and jumped when he saw the crotch extension with the finger in the wig sticking out of the right front pocket along with Della's false teeth. Back at Larry's house, Larry was hurriedly dressing when suddenly the police impersonators from the Village People blew in the skylight and landed right where Della's leg, still covered in copenhagen juice, saliva, upon the bed, was laying. Unfortunately, it was Della's speciaI high priestess of the buddha dress leg that contained a secespita, finely honed, hidden in a spring loaded trap door. As it snapped open it revealed an enormous surprise not unlike Larry's favourite W&B razor, a Williams restoration that he fondled ever so gently while dreaming of how it would make Pam's back so smooth and ever so sexy. Slowly but surely she would realize that he would feed her frogs to the Fugu priestesses during the annual fertility festival where frogs were ceremonially filleted and their legs wrapped in bacon strips then carefully fed, via a huge funnel into a 'hopper' above the naked gyrating dancers. Meanwhile

Horrified, Larry ran a hand over the doorknob and contemplated his options. Outside the tornado was building to monumental proportions. Still, compared to Della it was less than satifying to get blown by a glass blower's apprentice thought Larry. "Why not, she's nice and smooth and nobody will know unless somehow we're sucked outside, but just then the door flew off the hinges and the wind sucked Della out. Her wig and Larry's pants both flew off along the road towards the gay bar where someone grabbed Larry's Leisure suit pants and jumped when he saw the crotch extension with the finger in the wig sticking out of the right front pocket along with Della's false teeth. Back at Larry's house, Larry was hurriedly dressing when suddenly the police impersonators from the Village People blew in the skylight and landed right where Della's leg, still covered in copenhagen juice, saliva, upon the bed, was laying. Unfortunately, it was Della's speciaI high priestess of the buddha dress leg that contained a secespita, finely honed, hidden in a spring loaded trap door. As it snapped open it revealed an enormous surprise not unlike Larry's favourite W&B razor, a Williams restoration that he fondled ever so gently while dreaming of how it would make Pam's back so smooth and ever so sexy. Slowly but surely she would realize that he would feed her frogs to the Fugu priestesses during the annual fertility festival where frogs were ceremonially filleted and their legs wrapped in bacon strips then carefully fed, via a huge funnel into a 'hopper' above the naked gyrating dancers. Meanwhile, the naked dancers

Horrified, Larry ran a hand over the doorknob and contemplated his options. Outside the tornado was building to monumental proportions. Still, compared to Della it was less than satifying to get blown by a glass blower's apprentice thought Larry. "Why not, she's nice and smooth and nobody will know unless somehow we're sucked outside, but just then the door flew off the hinges and the wind sucked Della out. Her wig and Larry's pants both flew off along the road towards the gay bar where someone grabbed Larry's Leisure suit pants and jumped when he saw the crotch extension with the finger in the wig sticking out of the right front pocket along with Della's false teeth. Back at Larry's house, Larry was hurriedly dressing when suddenly the police impersonators from the Village People blew in the skylight and landed right where Della's leg, still covered in copenhagen juice, saliva, upon the bed, was laying. Unfortunately, it was Della's speciaI high priestess of the buddha dress leg that contained a secespita, finely honed, hidden in a spring loaded trap door. As it snapped open it revealed an enormous surprise not unlike Larry's favourite W&B razor, a Williams restoration that he fondled ever so gently while dreaming of how it would make Pam's back so smooth and ever so sexy. Slowly but surely she would realize that he would feed her frogs to the Fugu priestesses during the annual fertility festival where frogs were ceremonially filleted and their legs wrapped in bacon strips then carefully fed, via a huge funnel into a 'hopper' above the naked gyrating dancers. Meanwhile, the naked dancers waved restored straight

Horrified, Larry ran a hand over the doorknob and contemplated his options. Outside the tornado was building to monumental proportions. Still, compared to Della it was less than satifying to get blown by a glass blower's apprentice thought Larry. "Why not, she's nice and smooth and nobody will know unless somehow we're sucked outside, but just then the door flew off the hinges and the wind sucked Della out. Her wig and Larry's pants both flew off along the road towards the gay bar where someone grabbed Larry's Leisure suit pants and jumped when he saw the crotch extension with the finger in the wig sticking out of the right front pocket along with Della's false teeth. Back at Larry's house, Larry was hurriedly dressing when suddenly the police impersonators from the Village People blew in the skylight and landed right where Della's leg, still covered in copenhagen juice, saliva, upon the bed, was laying. Unfortunately, it was Della's speciaI high priestess of the buddha dress leg that contained a secespita, finely honed, hidden in a spring loaded trap door. As it snapped open it revealed an enormous surprise not unlike Larry's favourite W&B razor, a Williams restoration that he fondled ever so gently while dreaming of how it would make Pam's back so smooth and ever so sexy. Slowly but surely she would realize that he would feed her frogs to the Fugu priestesses during the annual fertility festival where frogs were ceremonially filleted and their legs wrapped in bacon strips then carefully fed, via a huge funnel into a 'hopper' above the naked gyrating dancers. Meanwhile, the naked dancers waved restored straight vintage cucumbers haphazardly

Horrified, Larry ran a hand over the doorknob and contemplated his options. Outside the tornado was building to monumental proportions. Still, compared to Della it was less than satifying to get blown by a glass blower's apprentice thought Larry. "Why not, she's nice and smooth and nobody will know unless somehow we're sucked outside, but just then the door flew off the hinges and the wind sucked Della out. Her wig and Larry's pants both flew off along the road towards the gay bar where someone grabbed Larry's Leisure suit pants and jumped when he saw the crotch extension with the finger in the wig sticking out of the right front pocket along with Della's false teeth. Back at Larry's house, Larry was hurriedly dressing when suddenly the police impersonators from the Village People blew in the skylight and landed right where Della's leg, still covered in copenhagen juice, saliva, upon the bed, was laying. Unfortunately, it was Della's speciaI high priestess of the buddha dress leg that contained a secespita, finely honed, hidden in a spring loaded trap door. As it snapped open it revealed an enormous surprise not unlike Larry's favourite W&B razor, a Williams restoration that he fondled ever so gently while dreaming of how it would make Pam's back so smooth and ever so sexy. Slowly but surely she would realize that he would feed her frogs to the Fugu priestesses during the annual fertility festival where frogs were ceremonially filleted and their legs wrapped in bacon strips then carefully fed, via a huge funnel into a 'hopper' above the naked gyrating dancers. Meanwhile, the naked dancers waved restored straight razor emblazoned flags