Thin streets of Paris ( Read more... )

Tonight I'll smack my lips on saucy white cheddar shells & cheese from the local Aldi, but Sunday I will dine on the streets of Paris ( Read more... )

After talking to PDR, I thought i should make an announcement. The rumors are true, I have successfully outlived most of my teenage icons. Drugs, booze and general hard living haven't taken me down, and neither did that heart ailment. PDR is right, guess someday I'll just have to be a dirty old man slapp'n asses in the nursing home - or hopefully ( Read more... )

So I apparently have an infection in my heart, most likely called pericarditis. It's mostly caused my a dull pain in my chest, particularly when I lay down. At first it was a very sharp pain, and I freaked out thinking I was having a heart attack. Spent about 6.5 hours in the ER Monday night. I was hooked up to oxygen and a heart monitor. They took ( Read more... )

Even in our present condition we could kick Emilio Estevez' ass.

Balls slap sheets
sweat drips
tits fill my hands
nipples fill my vision
I slither like a lizard
to find hot moisture
and solace
with your love
I forget the malice

let me drink from your chalice
and end all falacies
Let me cast my ballot
in your election

cause you know
this poem
is all about
erections

Rules for Hot or Not

1 point for people with other girls with men in the picture; people with babies in the picture, girls with girls in the picture who are hotter then them; white washed photos; military fatigues; ....

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Hmmff
keyboard
bus
drop
beep
beep
beep
incessant
flush
one ply
belly
balding
old
ties
shirts
pants
shoes
America
tramps
Kyoto
patriots
sales
mail
empty
caps lock
delete
return
one
two
three
four
five
six
seven
eight
nine
ten
eleven
twelve
thirteen
fourteen
empty
roads

Historians say that Russian writer Leo Tolstoy X-rayed people when talking to them. The glance of Joseph Stalin could paralyze people's will and made them lower their gaze.

Three double shots o' Walker
and my balls are numb
Yet they still tingle
with a sense of adventure
and a vision of her tits

My brain like a lottery
tosses thoughts up front
it's only a guess
which one fate might pick

I sip more from life
and taste the clit
that's why whiskey
is so legate