Info, or links that point to more info, about this artist can be found here, here, and here (Bing translated), perhaps in addition to what's in his Wikipedia page (Google translated French Wikipedia page has more).
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Last edited 10 months ago by mabrndt
Solstice*1947
1 year ago
/// Some men go for a firm upper thigh, or big butts, or long legs catch their eye. And there also are mugs who are suckers for jugs. As for him, he’s a jugular guy!
/// She could tell at the moment he bit her, that Ed was an unnatural critter. He was having his fun with her, out in the sun, and his flesh seemed all covered with glitter.
Solstice*1947
1 year ago
/// The young lady was lissome and lithe, and he nuzzled her clutching his scythe. She seemed willing, and yet his sharp tool implied threat. On the hay, he expects them to writhe.
/// Lucie wished that she could have a nickel or each farm boy who claimed she was fickle. She held out for a man with a scythe that could span further than any short-handled sickle.
/// His attempts at seducing her failed. (On his scythe he was nearly impaled!) After trying all day for a roll in the hay, he gave up when the baling girl bailed.
Info, or links that point to more info, about this artist can be found here, here, and here (Bing translated), perhaps in addition to what's in his Wikipedia page (Google translated French Wikipedia page has more).
If the first here link doesn’t work, try this. Also, since Bing no longer seems to translate webpages, this has the Google translation of that page.
/// Some men go for a firm upper thigh,
or big butts, or long legs catch their eye.
And there also are mugs
who are suckers for jugs.
As for him, he’s a jugular guy!
/// She could tell at the moment he bit her,
that Ed was an unnatural critter.
He was having his fun
with her, out in the sun,
and his flesh seemed all covered with glitter.
/// The young lady was lissome and lithe,
and he nuzzled her clutching his scythe.
She seemed willing, and yet
his sharp tool implied threat.
On the hay, he expects them to writhe.
/// Lucie wished that she could have a nickel
or each farm boy who claimed she was fickle.
She held out for a man
with a scythe that could span
further than any short-handled sickle.
/// His attempts at seducing her failed.
(On his scythe he was nearly impaled!)
After trying all day
for a roll in the hay,
he gave up when the baling girl bailed.