SupremeDreamer9 Jul 2008

It is never pleasant for a prostitute to open her legs when she is not wearing panties and has forgotten to douche and annoint with scented oil the rotten twat she possesses.

While this poem was atleast mildy amusing? I was left wondering if you ever experienced having to rely on your legs to get from point a to point b... You certainly never got caught in the rain with a ripped tent and no deserted spot of dirt to rest your wearied body upon... You never beheld this "freedom" you speak about. This product? Is jismatic illusions sprouted from a weak imagination.

But... it atleast was amusing. Blessed with a four.