You have Victorian-era works that had more that their share of the f-word, but I suppose they were printed after 1960.
May favorite was “My Secret Life.”
You have Victorian-era works that had more that their share of the f-word, but I suppose they were printed after 1960.
May favorite was “My Secret Life.”
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Wouldn’t “going down” upon a person be called a Titanic?
No, it was “too soon”.
Brothels tend to go with “Taco Tuesday”.
I’ll just have the buffet.
Keep in mind, this is all pre-sneezeguard!
That’s not mucus.
I see a lot of corner shops and snack and soda type places with “absolutely NO credit!” signs and they don’t mean cards of course but that they don’t do tabs.