Wooden Mushrooms In The Forest!

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My inner thighs are not quite as delicate as those depicted above Phil...

I didn't mean to pry, it's just that we hear a lot about how the wind whistles 'doon' the glen
in your neck-of-the-woods and knowing that you enjoy wearing the kilt, I thought that the
chafing wind may have brought on a grand case of skin-hardening.