Doc here, a man who some say will chase him 'round the moons of Nibia and 'round the Antares Maelstrom and 'round perdition's flames before he gives him up!
Nothing says the holidays like a genetically engineered madman, so every year at the Chez Lizardo we hang The Wreath of Khan.
All the little Lizardos put on their long, grey wigs and prosthetic pectorals, and gather around a model of the Botany Bay to sing seasonal songs. It truly is a magical time.
The holidays also mean that we only have a few more weeks of 2015's Smut for a Sunday Evening. It's been a good year for brand new adult theater and ABS related images, and as part of our mission statement here at The Journal, I pledge to deliver said eye candy to you, the good readers of The Journal.
So ladies and gentlemen, pour yourself a Hot Toddy and enjoy a seasonal Smut for a Sunday Evening with The Good Doctor and Khan Noonien Singh.
Smut for a Sunday Evening - The Wreath of Khan Edition
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