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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love the pic. yes, much cuter than i had imagined, and i have a vivid imagination. too bad i'm married.
Jaysus, Katertot, you need me and you need me badly.
If you should find yourself stuck in the middle of the ocean without fresh water give yourself a salt water enema. The colon will absorb the required water and leave the salt behind. You'll have to do it a lot and it will leave you a tad 'crusty' but you will live long enough to die of starvation and/or paint a face on a volleyball.
Is that what Bambi and Thumper mean by 'twitterpation'?
Shut the fuck up - I am actually now officially extra in love with you, only moments after I was speaking of my husband's meat bat too.
FranIam.
Crushing.
Hard.
We will all soon be fighting over you. I don't want to hurt Tanya Espana, but I will if I am forced to.