NS> Holiday Love Story

 NS> He laid her on the table,
 NS> So white, clean and bare.
 NS> His forehead wet with beads of sweat,
 NS> He rubbed her here and there.

 NS> He touched her neck and then her breast,
 NS> And then, drooling, felt her thigh.
 NS> The slit was wet and all was set,
 NS> He gave a joyous cry.

 NS> The hole was wide...he looked inside,
 NS> All was dark and murky.
 NS> He rubbed his hands and stretched out his arms,
 NS> And then ...........
 NS> .
 NS> .
 NS> .
 NS> .
 NS> .
 NS> .
 NS> .
 NS> .
 NS> ......he stuffed the turkey!

 NS> May I be the first to wish you Merry Christmas!!!

No thanks, I'm full.

 NS> What were you thinking???  Shame on you!!!!!

I'm thinking he's a rum fellow. That might be a male Turk.

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