Ah yes, it's that day again - a day that some (mostly me) would compare to the birth of Jesus, that teddy bear-looking fellow Mohammed, or the guy who came up with the idea of pulling a cock out of chick #1's ass, blowing your load in chick #2's mouth, having her snowball it into chick #3's mouth, then having her spit it back into the recently fucked asshole of chick #1, and finally chick #1 cum farts it onto the tits of the girl who passed out on the couch earlier and has the word CUNT written on her forehead with red magic marker. (Wait- that sounds like how I would have described a Ponygirl or Preacher free site |shocking|)
I thank you all for your kind wishes, but really, instead of wasting your time saying
Happy Birthday, why not make it easy on yourselves and slide $100 in to my Epass account? (Individually - not as a group. I have a big wish list.)
I'm 37 today, which means I've already lived more years than I have remaining. I'm not one of those people who minds growing a little bit older each year, but I have one issue that I find troubling. I've hardly had any sex with teen girls during the first 37, so how likely is it that I'm going to get any in the next 30 or so? The outlook is grim. Thank the gods for pornography.
Thank you all.
2007-12-19, 09:11 AM
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