IF I was even flirting (which I wasn't), then I would not be doing it to hurt anyone. I am damned tired of yourantics. You are worse than a woman. There is a reason I have only messed around with women and not been in a relationship with any.
She's lucky I didn't go with a size 5 on that.
IF I was even flirting (which I wasn't), then I would not be doing it to hurt anyone. I am damned tired of yourantics. You are worse than a woman. There is a reason I have only messed around with women and not been in a relationship with any.
"And the colored girls go, do-dodo-dodo-dodo . . ."
And leave it to a MAN to remind me what those reason are.![]()
I have every intention of staying out of this one, but...
If more than one person independently notices the same behavioral trait, perhaps it's time to accept the possibility that they're not just imagining things.
I'm not a woman.
"I'm a man.
I'm a man who discovered the wheel and built the Eiffel Tower out of metal and brawn.
That's what kind of man I am.
You're just a woman with a small brain.
With a brain a third the size of us.
It's science."
The whole world is against me, apparently.
Oh please. The world isn't against you.
I'm actually quite fond of you, despite your antics.
You lie.
Your constant jabs at me have led me to believe that you would prefer to see me lying face first in a pool of blood as a dog pissed on my back and wild coyotes ate my ears off, fighting off the badgers that are busy trying to rip my scalp of as violent squirrels eat my ass cheeks off.
I don't think your short, chubby leg can reach my ass.
My constant jabs at you? I'm the only ing person in here who doesn't constantly throw jabs at you.
Well, at least they will have food for the entire winter.
The most I ever do is comment/joke about the fact that you're a horny prevert.
Which you are.
It would get lodged in there.
My boot would get stuck in there for all of eternity. You would become a scientific anomaly. Scietists would study your ass for decades and marvel at the perservative qualities of your rectum.
When you die, the boot will be surgically removed and placed in a museum for all to see how well perserved it has remained, protected by your rectum.
You hate me and you must admit it for all to see.
I have only given you diamonds and perls. You constantly sling mud at me.
I have yet to understand this particular treatment.
ing squirrels.
I see them.
I see them eyeing my ass as I walk past them to my apartment.
Those ers are evil.
I think you need some testosterone injections, stat!
I am not a pervert, well not really.
I have more testosterone in one ball sack than the entire nations of Latin America combined.
I could father another Earth if I wanted to. that, I could father a planet the size of Jupiter if I wanted. I'm just too lazy to do it.
You must be so bound and determined to see this that you've created it as a figment of your imagination. I've been sticking up for you for months.
Ok . . . this isn't funny. I am very fond of my ass. Leave it outta this.
It would be nice if you would use some of that testosterone and get us some pussy, you lazy bas !![]()
That ass will be introduced to my snake skin boot!!!
You probably won't feel a thing, but it will be there nonetheless.
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