KRCummings
Uh...
- Joined
- Apr 25, 2004
- Posts
- 76,511
Spread Johnny's lovecraft around?
Yicch.
His Yog-Sothoth got a bad case of Cthulhu.
Follow along with the video below to see how to install our site as a web app on your home screen.
Note: This feature may not be available in some browsers.
Spread Johnny's lovecraft around?
Yicch.
Spread Johnny's lovecraft around?
Yicch.
I'm safe! Since I never stop fingering myself, I don't have to worry about starting afterwards.Not to worry.
I hear it's safe as long as you don't start fingering yourself immediately afterwards.
I'm safe! Since I never stop fingering myself, I don't have to worry about starting afterwards.
I've never seen it. Funny that the mob takes a stand on Onanism.Ever watch Sons of Anarchy?
There's a character who has his fingers cut off by gangsters because he can't stop playing with himself. He's a good character. Solid comic relief. Anywho...he in no way reminds me of you.
I've never seen it. Funny that the mob takes a stand on Onanism.
"Hey, Dominic: you gonna let that mook get away with dishonoring the Sabbath? May I remind you what it says in the bible?"
Old Michael went past the pet shop, which was never open, into the park, which was never closed, and the park was full of a very smooth, clean, green grass. So he took off all his clothes and began rubbing his flesh into the wet, clean, green grass. Beneath the ground, dirty brown writhing things called "worms" interpreted the pitter-patter from above as rainfall. Rainfall in worm-world means two things: mating and bath time. Both of these experiences were thoroughly enjoyable to the worm colony. Within seconds, the entire surface of the park was a mass of dirty, brown, soggy, writhing forms. He was still pleased, old Michael, and he began whistling a tune this time to accompany himself. "Jerusalem Boogie" to us, perhaps. But to the birds it meant that supper was ready.
I know, right?i though you were generous with this posting, byron - and yet the OP failed to thank you for it , or for the nightmares it may induce.
some people lack simple everyday courtesy. *sigh*
I know, right?
Makes me glad I didn't spend the time to write it.
I fantasize about Matt Sweeney getting his head out of his ass. Why did he have to play in Zwan, and why can't he just get back to being the leader of Chavez and releasing awesome kick ass rock records?
I'm fantasizing about a sandwich... crusty bread... prosciutto... provolone... banana peppers... olive oil and balsamic vinegar...
I don't know if I want it squished and toasted or not...
What the fuck are you talking about buddy?? I am a girl asking to hear your secret fantasies, I titled the post "Calling out the boys" to be slightly cute....really don't know what just happened.
What do men fantasize about?
I am looking for some particularly naughty very very secret fantasies. The kind of shit you don't tell anyone even your lover.
I fantasize about sucking BooTays Boi's nice juicy fat boy clit![]()
not that one, BooTay
![]()
My Yahoo IM is: nomadman28
Reported to the mods as spam.
Reported to the mods as spam.
Is talk like that really necessary?
It wasn't slightly cute, it was downright pedo talk.