Greta Garbo

Those breasts go up and down more of the prices of the property. The "He sure never it does not say to me that it loves me.". "No, I love it, really, but the don't it thinks that it loves me." The hen is trying to seem suspended and tragic, like Greta Garbo. I'm distracted from its tits. She's fatally addicted to the jobs of the boob. The "I it loves it, " it says.