Shinpokemanamania!!!

having a hard time tyring to roll my black widow. i use cellulose to roll, it gets soo sticky that it becomes quite the task.
 
xanax and klonopin mix very well with cannabis, just rember to put the cannabis out if you are plugging it. or you may be sore for awhile. not that i endorse plugging in any fashion, but to each there own.
 
...how much does one of those cost??...in US dollars

mother fucking free if you look like:


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and let me tell you

word is bond

im fuckin girls like that on the side. i have pictures and videos of girls (sex) that look BETTER than her on my hard drive. seriously. these girls will slap the shit out of your celebrities...they look so fucking amazing. no joke

plastic surgery is a magnificent thing for one night stands
 
(...) I was going up in the elevator and just between the first and second floors I felt that I was going to vomit up a little rabbit. I have never described this to you before, not so much, I don’t think, from lack of truthfulness as that, just naturally, one is not going to explain to people at large that from time to time one vomits up a small rabbit (...)

excerpt; Julio Cortàzar




read the whole short story >>>>>>>>>>>> http://akissonthephiltrum.wordpress.com/2010/08/23/letter-to-a-young-lady-in-paris-julio-cortazar/
 
cause love, i hear its a battlefield. and a mighty treacherous one at that. watch out for the asaian bang gang, or you are going to end up with fetus noodle soup! no joke, one of their dads catch you going from ass to mouth, you're getting embryo stew if you like it or not. and your dong, bbq and placed in a sourdough hogi for the public's consumption.
but, if you go ass to ear to mouth, then you will be welcomed in. don't take my word for it, damned reading rainbows dilating random anuses..... now an army of cologenic babies will be on the loose, and that's the last god-damn thing i want.

insecure badgers. ring on someone else, or golden showers for all. the previous pictures above have engaged blood flow....... ill be back
 
cause love, i hear its a battlefield. and a mighty treacherous one at that. watch out for the asaian bang gang, or you are going to end up with fetus noodle soup! no joke, one of their dads catch you going from ass to mouth, you're getting embryo stew if you like it or not. and your dong, bbq and placed in a sourdough hogi for the public's consumption.
but, if you go ass to ear to mouth, then you will be welcomed in. don't take my word for it, damned reading rainbows dilating random anuses..... now an army of cologenic babies will be on the loose, and that's the last god-damn thing i want.

insecure badgers. ring on someone else, or golden showers for all. the previous pictures above have engaged blood flow....... ill be back
This is better info than I can find on the nightly news...I like the detail and depth of your stories...it's like a breakthrough in journalism...do you plan to put out any hardcover versions in the future??...maybe a slide show to go along with captions in sign language...

...and a scrach-n-sniff section for poonjoons pics...
 
This is better info than I can find on the nightly news...I like the detail and depth of your stories...it's like a breakthrough in journalism...do you plan to put out any hardcover versions in the future??...maybe a slide show to go along with captions in sign language...

...and a scrach-n-sniff section for poonjoons pics...


Indeed I do! lest the damn emo kids eat my boot
 
just when you thought it was over....i did see her anus read a text at a party. some tact huh? scared the little people to death, i'm sad to say.
such travesties. the dire straights of today, the hope leaving her purse string to be pulled. The Show Must Go On, god-damn-it! says so in the fine print. my lawyers will back it up. im a man of science. if you do pull the purse string.....close your mouth. you will thank me later.
 
and in a quest for freedom she dropped another egg...this time calling on THEM for help, like they care, and now it starts over again from the middle...again I say!...but we have to eat what we grobble ...so warm up the toaster and feed the flytrap...it's go time
 
i wonder what the catalyst will be. this seemingly unreal string of: thoughts, memories, impressions, expressions, and time. i haven't lost my footing, but how the undertow reaches to me. the ego and shadow lacerating each other,promised the kiss of blood, again. a human condition of s&m for the mind.
 
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