WilberCuntLicker wrote:

...She doesn't deserve to end up in
your basement, tied to a slab wearing your mommy's church dress and a wig you made with brush hair, screaming behind a ball gag as you sharpen the blades of your egg beater. (Damn...this is getting me hot.)
Your Concerned Friend,
Wilber

Although I agree with you, given your penchant for detail of your little fantasy, methinks you need teh therapy as well!

(BTW, I liked the 'mommy's wig' bit, though... can I use that?  Although I kinda pictured mummy in her panty-girdle and maidenform bra, though...)

Last edited by whosasailorthen (2007-11-13 10:25:20)

They aren't going to eat it, it's covered in baby powder. I imagine that in the hot humid temps it will be getting a little ripe.

I guess Dalit better pick a less fertile cow for his late night rice-wine fueled shenanigans.