Knee In The Minge I am a minge. I am a minge. People think I'm a cats face. But they have no place for I am the bringer of #life. I am a Vagina
The Shadow 1942 november sets our story. It's a cold dark typical new York night. I've had a lot to drink tonight, it's a day off the time clock and I'm punching in. Snow fills the air and rest still on the ground, the sound of the streets screaming through the wind. I guess it's true what they say, this city never sleeps at lest not for me. I notice the night city sounds are not what they always are, this night, something's different, something don't fit.
The Great Thunder Slap Pow crash thunder cat thunder slap!!! Down went the bad guy with a red printed five finger thunder slap imprinted into his face.
