ok, can i tell yours?

very Twain of you to get off on torturing your characters. that's the way it should be done. bravo.

you just smoked yourself retarded.

get a real dildo.

i can only conclude that you're a lush with an appetite for date rape drugs.

doesnt make any sense..hee haw. yes, hee haw indeed.

capitalize your proper nouns, son! and steady as she blows. yar.

this is not a limerick, nor worth finishing at that early realization, you putz.

"further up inside me than if you were a porn star." woah, too much information. 7 for your audacity.

no flow, no go. please, no mo'!

sit right here and stroke my pubes. i like a girl who knows what she wants.

get back on the meds, dude.

ew god damn why did you say live journal? my skin is crawling.

take up drinking.

Yeah, I got a bridge for you to gap 'twixt my splendid Africanian bowled and belashed cheeks.

amungst? you're not from around here, are you...

you'd do marriah carrey wouldnt you..

quit swallowing your syllables and speak, dammit. the age of reason has long since past and your classical restraint is torturous to the romantic notions presented.

You need Jesus

i give you a 10 for the buttfucking. this is a buttfucking awesome piece of shit, laddy.