This gay subtext-drenched lovely started grandpops DelVecchio down his sodden, failed marriage-pocked, skank-ridden luge run to nowhere.
But, from time to time, I still managed to shake a couple loose for Denny when the old man was passed out.
Reminiscing,
Denny DelVecchio
Showing posts with label Beer Tastes Like my Dog's Ass. Show all posts
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Wednesday, November 3, 2010
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