Is there some secret Czech maiting ritual that just hasn't made it to the literature? I've been flirting, leaning over his shoulder as he fixes my laptop, and totally working the red shirts, all for nothing. What does a woman have to do to get a little Bohemian Rhapsody?
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Is there some secret Czech maiting ritual that just hasn't made it to the literature? I've been flirting, leaning over his shoulder as he fixes my laptop, and totally working the red shirts, all for nothing. What does a woman have to do to get a little Bohemian Rhapsody?