Finally had to let Voodoo down off the hoist because the darn thing is that fat that it's making the hoist make creaking noises, so good old Voodoo has been stuffed full of all new goodies and she's now got a waist-line like Artie after three months of eating cream cakes in the states.
Voodoo lifting her skirts a little and showing off her new mags and white-walls. Dunno if Artie will be able to bend down that far to clean the white walls after his latest binge, err I mean trip, to America. . .
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