Bachus11 Aug 2002

My last functioning brain cell just abandoned ship. It's time to hurt mother. You're gonna go and make me put on my mask and milk her again aren't ya. Boy, oh boy the more of those leather straps I wrap around her breasts the more I understand the mysterys of the universe. Yes. I'm getting closer to the true name of God, and my friend, you have unleashed my entire collection of plug-in-ables to help me inch closer. Mother's gonna scream for joy. Thank you. Brother.