Ok. I'm starting to get depressed. The harassments will not stop. Its the first message I read everyday and the last before I go to bed. What is it you ask? Well, word must be out on the street that my privates are not big enough.
Everyday I get flooded with emails from people concerned with the size of my bald-headed-wrestler. But how do they know? Was it a disappointed ex-lover? Just someone trying to break my spirits?
How big do things need to be anyways? Occasionally I will sit down a certain way and squash one of my giggle-berries. After a night with women some tell me that they were walking funny the next day and had to take extra care sitting down. Plus, I almot split one of the 5' tall girls like a piece of wood.
But apparently that isn't good enough, because the emails persist! Cialis, Viagra, etc. Why do they torment me? And they also mispell it in ways like ClAALlqS and VltAAGRA. What devils! Not only do they insult my one-eyed-snake but my intelligence as well. Even I know how to spell these names!
Please, just let me be!
1 comment:
giggle berries? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA my taint just quivered that was so funny.
Post a Comment