Get Ready For It...

Here it comes...




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.


Anonymous C. Rolfing Wench said...

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

9:01 AM  
Anonymous Liberace's Shade said...


9:01 AM  
Anonymous A. Einstein's Shade 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 Starwilde, the Majikal Unicorn said...

I shall spear Liberace's ring upon My pearly horn, once I have found the fluffy little kitty and had My appointment with her.

12:48 PM  
Anonymous Fluffy Little Kitty said...

It's a him and I ain't getting within 100 miles of you, you sick freak.

2:11 PM  
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  
Blogger Eugene said...

I'm glad you liked my poem!

8:49 AM  

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