Originally posted by zeitghost
One day, in the dim yet too-near future, you'll be lying on your death-nest and you'll mutter to your lizardy-family "Wish I'd bought that Jag".
Or you'll be old and stiff and your claws will have gone grey and you'll bump into your lustee at the Derby & Joan Club and she'll lean over her Zimmer frame and say "I remember you. I'd have gone out with you if only you'd had a decent fanny-magnet".
JUST DO IT!
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