I come here today my friends not to bury John McCain, but to praise him. To share a tender loving family values snibble of time that I hope transcends politics. You see my friends the presidential campaign trail is long and hard, like a penis, and at one point on that long, hard, soul sucking, maverick busting into party yes man presidential campaign trail, John's loving wife Cindy came up to him, ran her beerlicous fingers through his hair and said, "You're getting a little thin up there." A moment of tender humanity in the loveless inhuman world that is American presidential politics. "At least I don't plaster on the makeup like a trollop, you cunt" Is what John McCain said by way of reply. I'm not making that up. Three reporters witnessed it. God that's hot. I bet they had steaming sex that night. White-hot nuclear powered cuntaramic sex until that makeup ran down Cindy McCain's face like water through a hydroelectric dam. Which means it...
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Like cribbage got pegs
Men have no defenses
When she blogs about her menses
(Because she's Katie)
That's right! That's right!
(Undoubtedly Katie)
You know, you know it!
Happy one year anniversary.
I ve been on the air for a couple of years, and all i got was lousy stock from some internet start up company called google.
I think we all know how worthless internet stco is since the dotcom bubble burst.
our vags are insynch i'm sure.x
:)
thanks for the good wishes, sweet meat.
I was thinking of the "Patty Duke Show Theme," but it could be "The Loves & Lives of Dobie Gillis" or any of those insipid old thmes that need a hip-hop update.