Frank Burns was playing with his pocketkings again, well his little coquette actually. It had been ice cold, but now it was like a Red Hot Pawn after he had seen athousandyoung girls. He had been cruising in his rbmorris minor like a badwolf, shouting yo it’s me acting like lordhighus.
He was pretty uzless at getting girls. However today he was feeling like an iron monkey and was determined to get a great big stees. So he was heading off to wormwood where they all hung about, a bit of seitse-eing if you like to get sunburnt. He felt that tonight there would be no badmoon. A few beers, adramforall and he’d be feeling like a kjcavalier – a starrman. No jalapeno donkey!
“I’ll find one to eatmybishop”, he was thinking, as he phoned granny on her anonymousnumber1 to make sure his cheshire cat had it’s catfoodtim.
Dutchdefense he was determined to play later. Find a marinkatomb, get her in there and get hold of her woodgie, her varg, and give her his tyrannosauruschex, a good darvlay! No gatecrasher was spoiling his redknight! This was his time for being a pawnqueen, a good hard pawnhandler and a handyandy – for he was definitely getting his nordlys and making this night an epic0002.
And there she was – his marthurine! He pulled her and gave his miss oleum. She had a fine zeeblebot and he couldn't wait to pull out his lethalweapon and blow his demonseed. His evil thoughts told him to deucer like a leisurelysloth.
But suddenly he went shallow blue. His mate Sam the Sham turned up sucking mints33. He wasn’t going to let his palnyka off him and took out his galaxyshield. He became like an orangutan, an arachnarchist, and let rip into sam’s rubberjaw30. This time he won. He turned and tried a quick jimslyp69 with his marthurine. But she had took stocken and was having none of it.
How he was determined to get ramned. Hopscotch he thought, play with her, let her be the boss de nage and then give her my attilathehorn. Soften her with a esotericwallflower and let her be the dance master mc and then shock her with an unexpected shortcircuit.
But he was no einstein mind and could have really done with his dr strangelove. But he suddenly heard a big squelchbelch and bobski was his uncle! He had finally shot his Phlababit! 😉
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Originally posted by mikelomThis was very funny and made me laugh, you get a rec from me. 😀
Frank Burns was playing with his pocketkings again, well his little coquette actually. It had been ice cold, but now it was like a Red Hot Pawn after he had seen athousandyoung girls. He had been cruising in his rbmorris minor like a badwolf, shouting yo it’s me acting like lordhighus.
He was pretty uzless at getting girls. However today he was feeling like ...[text shortened]... denly heard a big squelchbelch and bobski was his uncle! He had finally shot his Phlababit! 😉
Originally posted by mikelomrec'd nice job.
Frank Burns was playing with his pocketkings again, well his little coquette actually. It had been ice cold, but now it was like a Red Hot Pawn after he had seen athousandyoung girls. He had been cruising in his rbmorris minor like a badwolf, shouting yo it’s me acting like lordhighus.
He was pretty uzless at getting girls. However today he was feeling like ...[text shortened]... denly heard a big squelchbelch and bobski was his uncle! He had finally shot his Phlababit! 😉
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Originally posted by mikelomWell Mike after all that have you "come" up with a name for Mike Jr?
Frank Burns was playing with his pocketkings again, well his little coquette actually. It had been ice cold, but now it was like a Red Hot Pawn after he had seen athousandyoung girls. He had been cruising in his rbmorris minor like a badwolf, shouting yo it’s me acting like lordhighus.
He was pretty uzless at getting girls. However today he was feeling like ...[text shortened]... denly heard a big squelchbelch and bobski was his uncle! He had finally shot his Phlababit! 😉
PS: Nice job
