pregnant iowa women: watch your step (or be arrested)

ikmy

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you are ludicrous. truly.

wanna fuck in the butt? i'll be gentle, i promise.

but i want it rough.

you up for it big boy?
I love it Uncle Buck

You remind me of that sad little individual at school who was bullied every day wet the bed ever night had to watch how his alcoholic father beat his mother every day, and guess what aspired to nothing in some shanty town, with an anti social disorder only capable rambling obscenities unable to express himself

Show yourself up as the moronic creature that you are

But hey I love it, love it keep it coming, keep it coming please !!!
 

UncleBuck

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I love it Uncle Buck

You remind me of that sad little individual at school who was bullied every day wet the bed ever night had to watch how his alcoholic father beat his mother every day, and guess what aspired to nothing in some shanty town, with an anti social disorder only capable rambling obscenities unable to express himself

But hey I love it, love it keep it coming, keep it coming please !!!

for your edification:

i was bullied once in grade school by a towhead about half my height (think bad news bears). i earned my first suspension by putting him in his place.

i wet the bed until age 7 or so.

my dad enjoys beer as much as i do, but does not meet the criteria for alcoholism.

my mom was the victim of an abusive father. i don't find it humorous to joke about that type of thing. i have never heard my dad so much as raise his voice to my mother. ever.

i did aspire to basically nothing, although my town is not really 'shanty'. it is known as the silicon forest, home of many technology and IT corporations. and if i am satisfied with what little i have, it is only because i have had less and can appreciate what i have now. i don't really aspire to being anything much. my only real aspiration is to not be an internet gaylord like yourself.

i may not have antisocial personality disorder, but i do enjoy rambling obscenities. especially when a target as juicy as yourself comes along.

can i know your story?

were you the adhd kid who shat his pants once in a while, yet did nohing because he was too ashamed to admit it and had to watch his single mother audition her suitors to be your stepdad, only culminating in ultimate disappointment when you never saw them again (yet had to listen to your mother's muffled orgasms through the paper thin walls of your cockroach motel that she used as a base of operations for her street corner gig) and turned out as a semen mopping technician at the local wank shop with dependent personality disorder who relies on passive aggressive interactions with strangers over the internet to satisfy his emotional void?

yeah, that is you alright.

WINNING
 

ikmy

Member
for your edification:

i was bullied once in grade school by a towhead about half my height (think bad news bears). i earned my first suspension by putting him in his place.

i wet the bed until age 7 or so.

my dad enjoys beer as much as i do, but does not meet the criteria for alcoholism.

my mom was the victim of an abusive father. i don't find it humorous to joke about that type of thing. i have never heard my dad so much as raise his voice to my mother. ever.

i did aspire to basically nothing, although my town is not really 'shanty'. it is known as the silicon forest, home of many technology and IT corporations. and if i am satisfied with what little i have, it is only because i have had less and can appreciate what i have now. i don't really aspire to being anything much. my only real aspiration is to not be an internet gaylord like yourself.

i may not have antisocial personality disorder, but i do enjoy rambling obscenities. especially when a target as juicy as yourself comes along.

can i know your story?

were you the adhd kid who shat his pants once in a while, yet did nohing because he was too ashamed to admit it and had to watch his single mother audition her suitors to be your stepdad, only culminating in ultimate disappointment when you never saw them again (yet had to listen to your mother's muffled orgasms through the paper thin walls of your cockroach motel that she used as a base of operations for her street corner gig) and turned out as a semen mopping technician at the local wank shop with dependent personality disorder who relies on passive aggressive interactions with strangers over the internet to satisfy his emotional void?

yeah, that is you alright.

WINNING


Hey Buck

You hit the nail on the head …

 
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