There is no dog by Meg Rosoff
Imagine that God was a teenage boy, and a spoiled, sulky, sex-crazed one at that. One who became god because his mother won the job gambling. Now imagine that every time...
15 October 2011
Imagine that God was a teenage boy, and a spoiled, sulky, sex-crazed one at that. One who became god because his mother won the job gambling. Now imagine that every time...
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