... yes, you. No, not possibly someone else this former local wrestling ultra-ality (in homage to Raymont Harris' 'ultra-back') might be flaming, I am calling YOU a wanker. And a little one at that. All this 'I am coming' and 'sexily heading your way'. Enough! You wanna know something? Something personal and something that should not be brought up on the world wide web under these or any other circumstance? I just got DONE cumming. Yeeeeeaaaaa, that's right, ropin' my load over a streamed video short of some uber-hot Indian broad who seemed to like looking into my eyes. Correct little wanker, I have beaten you and my considerable unit to the proverbial one-eyed-weasel-sucker-punch. I've already came, proper conjugation and all that shit.
Now let loose your horde of inane retort and disparagement. Feast upon the altar of my words and know the sorrow of second, third and the other various places of failure I shall never know because I came first, swine. To a 30 second mpeg of a hungry-eyed foreign person performing lewd acts for less than scale wages. Go sit in the box and know shame. In the mean time, I am going to clean this shit up and go to bed.
Hi Waz!
P.S. California is the place to be if u want to kill your wife.