Fucking Priceless. And it's god damned fucking amazing that someone without a cock could make me laugh so son of a bitching hard that I nearly piss myself.
I've missed you too. I dropped in on the reunion and find it lovely and so sweetly innocent (except for that ass grabbing). And you were a cheerleader? Holy crap! You're high school royalty.
Your ass grabbing makes you my kind of woman. That and your hot jewish husband and the great looking kids who better know how to swear like Swearengen. It's like a second or third language. Best to know it. In Italy some of the best, most useful things I learned were the very foulest phrases. And I have been able to get the strangest men to run from me by faking Tourette's syndrome.
Ooooh! This is a glimpse into what the AntiStepford wives club might be like. I'd never make it a homeowners association..... I would tell then to go fuck themselves & their fucking rules. I would burn the rules on my unapproved front lawn. They would kick my ass out of there faster then they could raise a pinky finger.
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Fucking Priceless. And it's god damned fucking amazing that someone without a cock could make me laugh so son of a bitching hard that I nearly piss myself.
Muahahah! Tell me Lisa, that that's how you always talk right?
You fucking know it. It's a constant struggle to edit myself around co-workers. The kids, on the other hand, are quite used to it. The little fuckers.
Hi! I've missed hanging around here.
I've missed you too. I dropped in on the reunion and find it lovely and so sweetly innocent (except for that ass grabbing). And you were a cheerleader? Holy crap! You're high school royalty.
Your ass grabbing makes you my kind of woman. That and your hot jewish husband and the great looking kids who better know how to swear like Swearengen. It's like a second or third language. Best to know it. In Italy some of the best, most useful things I learned were the very foulest phrases. And I have been able to get the strangest men to run from me by faking Tourette's syndrome.
Ooooh! This is a glimpse into what the AntiStepford wives club might be like.
I'd never make it a homeowners association.....
I would tell then to go fuck themselves & their fucking rules. I would burn the rules on my unapproved front lawn. They would kick my ass out of there faster then they could raise a pinky finger.
OMG!!! This is all fucking hilarious!!!!!! Ha ha ha ha ha ha aha!!!!!!!!!!
that is funny! it would be a great place to live. maybe someone could make it into a series!
just think of all of us living there! ; )
Someone's not thinking of the children.
Randal, at last the voice of sanity and reason show up. Killjoy!
LOL! Great little piece. I loved Deadwood also Utah and am still pissed at HBO for canceling it right out of the blue.
I knew that women talked like that when alone.
Regards,
Tengrain
PS - Never saw Deadwood. Sounds like a build-your-vocabulary kinda show.
Fuckin A Ten!
"Jesus Christ on a bike, that shit is impossible to manage."
That was some goddamn assfucked funny lines!
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