fag. Did you know that homosexuals although mostly intelligent outside of the aids herpes genital wart bug chasing thing are committing genocide? See, it's a fact that men can't have ass babies no matter how hard they pray. Which is why gay science fictioneers have been on the fast track to inventing the 'ass buggy' or 'ass pod' which will act as a cloning-teleporting-device allowing a gay man to recreate themselves using their own ass or a male friends for the braver fag, with out the need of woman or mothers or for the braver fag, sisters, and send themselves any where in the universe that their sweet little one pump heart desires. i can do this all day, see. i'm an authority on the subject being a middle of the road type of young mad genius fag with a wife and kid and beakers. i'm suffering from a rare strain of 'chirpes' symplux SET-da#8antiproffecocktail. A rash the nore you itch the more it goes away.

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You must apply a consistant pulsing pressure to the clitoris while (using lips and tongue) (every so often thrust your tongue deep into the vulva to then come back quickly to the clitoris or use your fingers or thumb in the vagina while still working the clitoris (this is what i call the triple threat) [this could take any where from ten minutes to an hour but you have to be gentle yet firm and maintain pressure, that's key] having your arms under her legs vaulting them up both hands latched onto breasts rubbing softly upon the nipples or try the boob jiggle (slowly jiggle the boobs counterclockwise alternately).
This insures multiple orgasms and a face full of piss. Now that the woman is satasfied you can mount her in any fashion imaginable even anuly if need be, because my friend you have satasfied her needs beyond the call of duty and first before yours, making you a gentlemen and a thorough bred expert. i am a hustler. i am a fag. i am a genius. i am a pimp mac daddy poet with the best of all worlds, and above all i know what i'm talking about you on the other hand, don't. i get paid for it.

Joy and gay are very similiar feelings. Girls that talk too much while boasting such trivial posturings as the expensive haircut coupled by a nice coat, need not frequent a bar, because sir, they belong in lounges at upscale hotels with titles like 'the cherry room' or 'steers' the 'An ace polo club' 'the third chucker fucker' and 'fencing is for fags'. see? Therefore, you lie. transvestite in wig with fig that jig on crack to back door a hot sandwich do not a imposter look alike make fake rubber chicken mallot to the pot for a cupie doll (cucumbers should be warmed prior to inserting)... but gosh you're imaginative.

I know you are, but what am I.

In all honesty I could of took this list to the extremes that no mortal's eyes could fathom lord Turdington. There really is not much of a difference between the 'bang bus' or the 'ass wagon' now is there
-=Dark_Angel=-? We can't all have our checks fashioned into bowls above our faces (levitating no doubt through the power of the KABALAH and Donald Michael Craigs fancy rainbow wand) In the end hoists and pulleys beat out being just an ordinary guy with the undiminishing dream to realize crossing the finish line while it's still daylight and people are handing out Gatorade. Instead of the inevitable lonely chirpe of the last of the sole crickets.

It was great until you used the word settle. 0 nah i must be fair 0!

Golden Q Tip. 10. Superb Edit.
Second stanza gave me a heart murmur.

Self~Portraits are always moving, at least to me.

Your second bingo came out only a bing which just won't do. we on;y drink orange bang.

"Brave to the bone,and smiling to the sleep" choice and smart.

"just like there beliefs" their would be better or not. nice poem pickle teeth.

Talent and likability are two entirely different things like vulva and cock, and cheetos and fritos salmon & pike, Jews and Genitiales.

Great haiku Tony, sorry i've been healing from a groin pull these last three days. i've read it, and i would like to have a phone meeting about it with you 12:00 my time 3:00 yours tomorrow if possible. I think we are good to go. Great revisions, and way to sink the magic bullit. 10.

"No more the gaudy light of flare" you are the first man to see the gaudy light. Hail! cheeser! I guess you are settle complete with the typos and spelling errs. huh! you aint so good bruddah, sorry. i did enjoy the constant references to things left in a fires origin and wake, but that's it. you must paint? Risdi doesn't have creative writing courses? either does North Carolina. Whatta ya know. Birds of a feather flock together. I have more then one stone, chuckles. i am very patient.

Turnip soup.

"waver" = waiver, must be tr and not settle tsk. what war? this piece is barely a seven, and i'm in a good mood. What a waste of time...see... settle would not make an error like that, that's where you blew your cover. Both of your edges are boring and dull period anyway just giving you a heads up sycophants.

That was pleasent, for an 'other'. It must be terribly awkward to try so hard only to be ignored consistantly. nice vilanelle. The rhyme scheme was almost as complex as the story, or a haircut.