^that was funny, wasn’t it, made my belly tickle!!! And Ms., I think I understand…if I’m correct, what you’re saying is that if we weren’t on the other side of the world, you would try my soup? I only assume you meant that because you said “can’t”, not, “won’t”.
^are you fucking kidding me?
emotionally unstable, middle-aged, checkered blue-collar work history, currently UNemployed, possibly overweight (‘merican)…what woman WOULDN’T wee her knickers in joy at the mere thought of hitting that?!
Bacchante!, It’s not just ANY wood, it’s fucking HICKORY! and MS! Give me like ten years to work on the old ‘n fat thing, not quite there, but unemployed?, I got that shit down pat! But anyways, I wasn’t talkin’ bout boinkin’, was just offerin’ ya up some soup.
#35 Nobody fucking said anything to you bitch so shut your motherfucking cock holster and go back to jerking it to the American Apparel ad! ,and what the fuck did you expect Ms.? You know I live on ship full of sweaty carpetmunching slaves I fed ghb to at a rave in south east Fl before dragging them off! Just imagine what them crazy molly filled bitches smell like if I’m just getting the residual stink on my laundered cloths!