The origins of fig jamA Poem by andrew mitchell
Eve!
Yes! Where have all the figs leaves gone? I'm making fig jam, Adam. Oh! Nice buns by the way. You must go nude more often. Thanks I know I'm figjam, God told me. Figjam? Yes! It stands for f**k I'm good just ask me. This was edited out from the now bible and can be found in the director's uncut version. © 2022 andrew mitchell |
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1 Review Added on June 4, 2022 Last Updated on June 4, 2022 Authorandrew mitchelladelaide, AustraliaAboutStrindberg said. " When I come home and sit at my writing table, then I live.... I live, and I live in manifold fashion of all human beings. I depict; I am glad with the glad, wicked with the wicked,.. more.. |

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