Is your tiny world so unhappy that you must try to draw others in with words of anger? Perhaps you really have nothing interesting to say and in order to gain attention you attack others. It's ok quanettint, no matter what anyone says, you're special.
Saw a programme about Philadelphia last night on Brit TV, all about the crime , drugs etc. Shocking , unbelievable anarchy with fat cops trying to run after thugs. Made where i live look like absolute heaven.
I've just measured my dick and it's 1/2inch bigger than it was this time last year! How does that happen?
It's now 17inches from outer base to tip when flaccid.
Anybody beat that?
Only you beat that! Your real problem is you have your mm mixed up with inches...which is why I'm harassing you...you're an alias of a big dick, a wanna be, fake, faux cocka, or you're measuring the dildo you love shoving up your ass.
In the hiltown we measure penises from inner base to tip. Using that criterion, mine is approximately 2.5 inches, but when your wife is really ugly and you spend most of your time avoiding her by going fishing and posting shit on Glumbert size doesn't really matter.
I masturbate at least three times a day and I can assure you the joy is not diminished by having a peanut-style dick.
jerking off three times a day? that's not me, I have a woman, I pitty the fool who spanks his monkey so many times, that like saying "I can't even make myself cum."
I would just like to point out that qlane, EP, and "gymgy" all show up within a relatively short time, and between EP and qlane especially, neither has posted in quite some time. I hope I didn't just hang a "Cap'n Obvious" sign around my neck in saying so..
Good call infin! I think you nailed it, they're all one in the same! I see the "haraser" has shown up too. They all seem to have a phallic phascination phallasy, yep one in the same!
All this shit reminds me of the time I auditioned for a part in the movie "The Great Pretender", which starred Basil Rathbone and Dolores del Rio.
They wanted a wormlike creeper who slunk about the periphery of the action using various nom de plumes and alaises.
The director was a guy called Jaroslav Pinkerton - not a nme many of you will know - but he was fairly well respected in the Film Noir genre.
Anyway, I turned up wearing a cardboard box on my head and flippers. It seemed like the sensible thing to do, given that they were looking for someone with imagination and a "zany" personality.
The other people auditioning included a woman from Alaska, a deadbeat from Detroit and a girl child from New Mexico called Simplistica.
Fuck it! They bombed me out and I didn't even get to read for the role.
Which just goes to show - Never ever trust a director with a name that sounds like a Yugoslavian breakfast cereal.
Uhhhmm a-harraser, I'm not sure how to take you, since in effect, you are an alias yourself. Not that I'm against what you are saying, just thought I'd bring that up...as I wonder who YOU are?! Nothings impossible here, so you could be on that "list" as well.
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