From: i got yer spud-muffin hangin' boy 08-06-19 I'm kind of hurt how you Brokebank Mountain (yes, BANK) selfish sunza bitches only think of yourselves, even though you get more sex than a pair of tumblebugs shackin' up in a hollowed out, migraine constipation TURD how about thinkin' of ol' Kurt and how since it was his birthday a week ago, its his turn to go to another continent entirely, trying to show up at some girl's house unannounced? it would be nice, once in a while, to just get some pussy, without having to call ahead so a bicycle will be waiting for me at the airport. but NOOOO!!! Mr. Walk-Along-The-Atlantic-Shoreline, enjoying his spud-pounding suckerbait, playing with himself, and drunkenly bellowing out a sour-tone re-jaculation of Danny Boy, shamelessly altering the lyrics to accomodate his own twisted mental masturbation. |
