dolf
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He'll stick his dick in it, but smash it on the ground midfuck to go for a walk on the farm.
Who says romance is dead?![]()
*titter*
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He'll stick his dick in it, but smash it on the ground midfuck to go for a walk on the farm.
Who says romance is dead?![]()
He'll stick his dick in it, but smash it on the ground midfuck to go for a walk on the farm.
Who says romance is dead?![]()
He might need a talking-to from The Sinister Bollock.I can see him clearly. Leaning on a fence weeping, chickens clucking around his feet, cows looking mildly startled at his wailing and wringing of hands. Then once he's calm, bravely walking back to the house to tell that foul mouthed slattern exactly what he thinks of her.
It's an epic scene.
He might need a talking-to from The Sinister Bollock.
You know, Bollock to bollock.
What?! Since when?I don't think I'm supposed to mention the Bollock anymore.![]()
What?! Since when?![]()
From the asshook fellow?I had disapproving glances.
I had disapproving glances.
I would bloody love that.Oh, and for your next birthday I'm making and sending you this cake.....
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Fata, your late birthday present comment made me think of this.
(ETA: It's the brief look of confusion and the muttered 'This could be from anyone' that especially made it yours.)
Haha. Yeah about fifteen folks in here saw my mug and said "oh god that's so you".
Beautiful. That's the work equivalent of having the landlord in your local pour your pint before you've even ordered it. Clearly you are known and loved. Or at least known.
1. I found a pack of gum in my junk drawer in the kitchen. It has a "best by" date of June 20, 2007, but it tastes ok to me.
2. I had a horrible dream last night and I'm still out of sorts over it.
This is cunting not Iso but...
1. Oh. Good.
2. Awww. What did you dream? I was dreaming about Rick from The Walking Dead and when the alarm went I did a silent scream Pacino style. Fucking clock.
I was driving along and went off a curve in the road. The car was airborne and falling. I could see the ground approaching like in slow motion and I kept saying, "this is it, this is it..."
Very surreal.
Oh with a gob my size I can assure you I'm well known!
Fata chastised me for blurting in her cunting thread, but I tend to post in the oddest places.
Why does Larry bury every bone/rawhide I give him? I feel bad because he has nothing to chew on, so I go to the store and get these wonderful bones filled with stuff, and these nice rawhides with knots on the end... and he sits by the door with one in his mouth whining. I open the door and he struts around the Estate for 1/2 an hour until he finds the perfect spot, then buries the thing!
Fata chastised me for blurting in her cunting thread, but I tend to post in the oddest places.
Why does Larry bury every bone/rawhide I give him? I feel bad because he has nothing to chew on, so I go to the store and get these wonderful bones filled with stuff, and these nice rawhides with knots on the end... and he sits by the door with one in his mouth whining. I open the door and he struts around the Estate for 1/2 an hour until he finds the perfect spot, then buries the thing!


Fata chastised me for blurting in her cunting thread, but I tend to post in the oddest places.
Why does Larry bury every bone/rawhide I give him? I feel bad because he has nothing to chew on, so I go to the store and get these wonderful bones filled with stuff, and these nice rawhides with knots on the end... and he sits by the door with one in his mouth whining. I open the door and he struts around the Estate for 1/2 an hour until he finds the perfect spot, then buries the thing!