The sensation was very strange; what felt like a whirring, rotating, feathery object made of a moist latex-like material was almost polishing my finger. Afterwards, my finger smelled like lube.
FLG --Nobody -- and I mean nobody -- celebrates Valentine's Day quite like you do.
Well, in fairness, needle-binding heart-shaped mittens is a rather esoteric way to spend the day.
How do you automate a pumpkin? dave.s.
Dave, figure that out and the world will beat a path to your door.
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