Brenda Starrr Posted August 2, 2005 Posted August 2, 2005 Maybe. I just wrote a new poem. Maybe I should write one about a blow job-giving ghost.....
Brenda Starrr Posted August 2, 2005 Posted August 2, 2005 i want a blow job- <{POST_SNAPBACK}> Come here.....
saechalyn Posted August 2, 2005 Posted August 2, 2005 On that note...time to go home! You crazy kids have fun...
Paper Hearts Posted August 2, 2005 Posted August 2, 2005 Wow, this is just as good as people say blow jobs are!
Paper Hearts Posted August 2, 2005 Posted August 2, 2005 that was very Steve Martin-esque comment, wasn't it? Speaking of that, do you have Chevy Chase bank in Baltimore? I don't know if I'd trust that man with my money...
Brenda Starrr Posted August 2, 2005 Posted August 2, 2005 We do have those here. I wouldn't trust him with my $$$ either.
Brenda Starrr Posted August 2, 2005 Posted August 2, 2005 I sure do. Are you singing it in your head right now?
Paper Hearts Posted August 2, 2005 Posted August 2, 2005 No. I meant the Chevy Chase movie. Remember: sheep balls!!! Uh oh. I said sheep.
saechalyn Posted August 2, 2005 Posted August 2, 2005 *I* am squeamish?? You're the one who backed away from getting any action, it would appear. I'm not squeamish, I am however a prude...until you get to know me
Brenda Starrr Posted August 2, 2005 Posted August 2, 2005 A prude, I'm not. Would you believe that I can actually be very shy?
saechalyn Posted August 2, 2005 Posted August 2, 2005 I do. I'm extremely shy about meeting new people...but once you get to know me, look out.
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