cause; like all evil cause; cant get a root. she wore reddy hair; and I gazed at her arse with a righteous intention.
remember boys in THAT house...there was a safe right?...and on cold cold winter nights danced with the bitches who refused my righteous entreaties.
cunt.cunt.cunt. I'd like to fuck this arab cunt.
a place i visited was a laundrette.
behind our place was another with 2 storeys and a backstair...i'd see it as i pissed out the window and wished for another place.
bed was empty...you cunts.
fucking arseholes i aint going anywhere. the best strike we can make is right at home. right at fucking home.
i finger the globe reflectivley; then pay to finger a cunts whore more so.
yep.
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Chato
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A cure for all sex-mania: Imagine senile, old John Howard reaching for your pecker with a claw-like trembling hand, as he fondles his withered salami. All the while, drool drips from his lower lip as it romantically gibbers lewd suggestions about mutual something-or-other. For some reason you are seized with an infernal affection for this rancid apparition, yet you are frozen with a sickening dread. In your mind whirl thoughts about joining the Liberal Party and becoming a real-estate agent. |
Ricardovitz
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If ya'll had the Second Amendment, you wouldn't have to worry about them goverment types grabb'n your guns. |
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