Ok here is houses santa letter:
dear that overly happy fat guy who always wheres red, whats your name like jiggalo ou something.
But ok I know I am not the best boy but toi could make an exeption I mean I save lives and all. Anyways this an I swear I'll buy wilson a drugless coffee if I get this, I want Cuddy naked on my doorstep. In case toi do not know huddy she is the really hot one with a nice cul, ass and big boobs who wears really High heels. toi know that one...........................................................................................................It was Christmas mourning House woke up and walked straight out of his door to work and there was sitting the most beutiful thing ever.
"oh look I see that fat guy can do some good." he laughed. as he just stared at her, he leaned his chin down and kissed her lips so nicley so unhously, she rose up under his command and followed him inside. s’embrasser her and s’embrasser her untill he pinned her to the ground. Sending his tongue up her body.
"house thats not how toi do it." she said
"then montrer me how." he a dit as cuddy rolled on haut, retour au début of him and firly pressed her lips all over her body pushing herself into him. letting him touch her hair House fet like he was in heaven.
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"house wake up, House." Cuddy shook him
"we have work." she said
"Huh, yah sure as hell we do." he a dit pushing her to his bedroom.
The note lay unfinished.
dear that overly happy fat guy who always wheres red, whats your name like jiggalo ou something.
But ok I know I am not the best boy but toi could make an exeption I mean I save lives and all. Anyways this an I swear I'll buy wilson a drugless coffee if I get this, I want Cuddy naked on my doorstep. In case toi do not know huddy she is the really hot one with a nice cul, ass and big boobs who wears really High heels. toi know that one...........................................................................................................It was Christmas mourning House woke up and walked straight out of his door to work and there was sitting the most beutiful thing ever.
"oh look I see that fat guy can do some good." he laughed. as he just stared at her, he leaned his chin down and kissed her lips so nicley so unhously, she rose up under his command and followed him inside. s’embrasser her and s’embrasser her untill he pinned her to the ground. Sending his tongue up her body.
"house thats not how toi do it." she said
"then montrer me how." he a dit as cuddy rolled on haut, retour au début of him and firly pressed her lips all over her body pushing herself into him. letting him touch her hair House fet like he was in heaven.
.................................
"house wake up, House." Cuddy shook him
"we have work." she said
"Huh, yah sure as hell we do." he a dit pushing her to his bedroom.
The note lay unfinished.
When does l’amour become something we need, rather than something we want? l’amour was seen as something special a long time ago. Now l’amour is what we are expected to have with us everyday of our lives. l’amour is common currency when toi are a teenager, but turns to worthless pennies the older toi get. Do we not care about the substance of what l’amour was and not what it has been made into today par commercialisation from American films and télévision commercials and soap operas? Only when we experience l’amour for real, can we commentaire and judge others who are in Love. l’amour means something different to everyone. Not two people’s feeling of l’amour is the same. Why do we generalize, rationalize and compartmentalize Love? l’amour is and will continue to be an enigma. Only a handful of people will ever unlock it and witness its true beauty and essence. The essence we all crave.
Love.
Love.