Thought for the day... Woman with one leg and blunt clippers cannot clip claws of running dog. A Parallel Universe I had just applied the blazing tumbler to Paco’s bare back, when Fraquito, the transvestite goat-herd, came to invite us to coffee at the hogar de jubilados. Quite a nice young fellow, Fraquito; the sort that one would be happy to invite to tea and seed cake with one’s mother. Although one doubts that she would approve of his dress sense. The knee-length, spike heeled boots with... Sign in to see full entry.