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Do you have a hard time...

Member since 2002 · Posted 29 Jan 2004 · 1 comment

Walking around with Jesus that far up your ass? He was a black man. Jesus was a black man. God is a Chinese fortune cookie with three legs and a deep fried egg roll. I have no feeling left in my toes since we've been dancing. Your Mother's name is Mary. What if I fucked her? What if I fucked your mother with a gravy spoon and 500 lbs. of salty justice. What If I told you that when me and Jesus were little, and I dropped his shorts in Gym class, he saved my sole with love. Tomorrow, for breakfast, I will eat another thousand Christian thieves with one swing of my tongue. Where is your David Show me your Champion, and I will show you my ugly warm cucumber, and we'll tango at room temperature.

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[n/a] annabellee 29-Jan-04/10:09 PM Reply
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lbs. of salty justice. That's a bit much. For any man!