12/19/05

Get Ready For It...

Here it comes...

TOUCHDOWN!

GWiMMRN!

SHARK! SHARK!

A) The dying words, "I should have smoked more cigarettes."
B) Liberace's rhinestone and diamond studded cock ring.
C) Those oh so sharp branches.
D) The miracle of Xmas, my son.
E) Sure and steady pushing from a certified rolfing wench.
F) Xmas Xookies.
G) My Mouth= (big)*(fat)*(cock)/balls.

3 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

I offer happy endings to all clients, regardless of length or girth.

9:01 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I found your equation to be most brilliant! If only I were alive today to fold it into my Theory of Relativity.

9:04 AM  
Blogger Michele said...

I miss Liberace. He had more sparkly flair than Elvis.
I would have LOVED some of his rings. *sigh*

I saw the peach poem. I liked it!
Must have been juicy in your mouth.

See? I'm focused

5:37 AM  

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