comment lesson o' the day

well, I can't post comments. you can. I can't. can you believe it? banished by blogger from commenting on my own blog. sigh. I'm a blue jew. if blogger wasn't owned by google, I would think it was a republican conspiracy for no particular reason.

potd. you want to fuck me twice? what if I can suck a bagel through an asian man's cock? what if I suck in bed and fuck like a dead fish? you still want a second go? don't forget to do your movie meemish. I know, I'm a pushy cuntsteinowitz. it's what we do.
mother hen. I haven't switched to beta blogger.
honey smack. thanks.
crionaberry. thanks for the test.

Comments

Anonymous said…
nicole test posting
12:26 PM
Unknown said…
test posting again
12:27 PM
Dale said…
It's Dale...testes posting.
12:43 PM
yournamehere said…
We can comment and you can't? hmmmmm.
6:54 PM
Anonymous said…
Well thats really fucking wierd
2:40 AM
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