I once knew a girl, with a terrible terrible fear. That whilst eating in good company, the tines of two dining forks might become hopelessly entangled by an incompetent guest. In the effort to extricate the two, the grinding of steel prongs would set her teeth on edge
Shear Terror.
Shear Terror.
Shear Terror.
I once knew a girl, with a terrible terrible fear. That whilst eating in good company, the tines of two dining forks might become hopelessly entangled by an incompetent guest. In the effort to extricate the two, the grinding of steel prongs would set her teeth on edge