Hormones, hormones, lovely little hormones,' Gus sang. 'Give 'em chocolate, give 'em salt, give 'em a credit card and let them sort themselves out. But you never give 'em a gun. Hormones, hormones, lovely little...

Autor: Christiana Miller

Hormones, hormones, lovely little hormones,' Gus sang. '<i>Give 'em chocolate, give 'em salt, give 'em a credit card and let them sort themselves out. But you never give 'em a gun. Hormones, hormones, lovely little...</i> - Christiana Miller



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