post your wrong doings to other fuglites here, and receive atonement. Schmed, I am sorry I sold you a 4 Grams of Sharkleberrfin Kool-aid as a new batch of Meth I just made. even though I took your $200, and you swear you were high for a week. I won't do it again, but i am keeping the money.
Dwaine, Im sorry I freed that cantonese hooker from the box under your bed. I couldnt take her screamin 'hep me, hep me' all night. You will be happy to know that even though I opened the box, she had been loafed so much that she was stuck to the bottom of the box. So I gave her a golden shower and she was able to get up.
Dear Dwaine, That wasn't "special Halloween pudding" that Harlan and I gave you to eat last week. Harlan drank a whole bottle of orange food dye and...well you can guess the rest. We're sorry.
What? He gave me that pudding. No wonder that homeless guy was so pissed off when I made him eat it. DAMN IT!
Nauseous, I'm sorry to inform you, but before I sent you that bag of corn chips, I opened the bag and squeezed each chip between my buttcheeks (to ensure that they would survive the long journey). I then took the bag back to the factory and had them reseal it so that it looked untouched. I don't know what purpose this served, but it was fun to do.
Lomo, the bag you sent me was expired. Don't you remember? And since I am such a weirdo with expiration dates, I threw them away without eating any. Since you had fun, I guess it wasn't all in vain though. Grim, I'm the one that left that burning pile of dog shit on your front porch. It was a prank, not a house warming gift, so I'm not sure why you put it in a potpourri burner. Yes, that was me who peaked in the windows.
Barry, It was me that hacked your password and posted threads that actually made sense. It was I also that sent you those DNA papers showing Dwaine as being your kid, who knew how much trouble could be started from stopping at a truck stop in North Carolina..... Phatty Boom-ba-latty.
Yeah you keep chasing that golden ticket there chum nuts. But always remember I've had more fun,pussy, and good times then you will ever hope to have.
Let me ask you something Grim? When you ask a stripper what kind of guy she wants to marry what do you think the answer is?
Oh one more thing I want to ad Dr. Dan. I know you want me to bow when I call you by your oh so fake title but I will humor you for a min. Cause you never seem to mind taking a min from mopping jiz to post your wonderful fantasy world with us! If you did in fact go to medical school you wasted most of your 20's in college to feed the God complex instilled by your parents. More then likely your living your Fathers dream for you not yours. Sucks to be you already. Now your in a cut throat world were the cream rises and the shit goes to Africa or a Free Clinic or worse yet a piss ant small down in BFE. Where by age 40 you will be elbow deep in 50 year old man ass checking for polyps hoping you don't hit the magic man gland and have man nut all over your office. Despite the fact of all the screaming and whining kids that you will deal with day in and day out. This is if your not sued for Malpractice within the first 5 years of your career. Which by today's stats you will hard to dodge. By age 50 you will know everyone by name and see them for the same shit every couple of months sure you will have the nicest house in the town of 30k, but your wife will still fuck the pool boy or maid or whoever else because at this point your dick is so limp not even Viagra will help. You will also have a country club membership were Golf is your only salvation, but your friends will call you Dr. Asshole still when your about to putt and snicker about how Fred is fucking your wife. By 65 you will retire you will have a couple of kids and always wonder why one looks strangely Spanish and is way better looking then anything you could have produced. You will have the facade of happiness and that will be enough for you. As for me I went into a field that requires me to really work 4 months out of the year. The other 8 I can fuck around on the net watch TV and work less then 40 hours a week and still get paid 40 plus. I have time to indulge in any hobby I want any time I want. Plus on top of all these I'm sitting in the back of the bus with a shit eating grin. See Dan I'm sitting on not 1 not 2 but 3 nice inherits. I just sit and bide my time and wait for people to kick sell a little of this and a little that. Cash out my 401K i been building up sure I will pay a penalty here and there but such is life. So at age 45 I'm sitting on a beach in Florida sipping umbrella drinks laughing and getting it on with 18 year olds that like a flash of cash. I don't have any kids so I don't have to worry about any of that bullshit I still have a full head of hair and a corvette for pretty young ladies to give me head in. Sure I'm dead by 65 cause I smoke and drink. But hey at least the smile on my face will be real...
Dan consider I have never been desperate enough to go into a strip club you can have them. Hence her fucking the pool boy you dipship cock smoker.
You guys, this isn't the game, what about the game??? D, I have to confess about that one time when we went to Tijuana and got wasted on tequila shots... remember when you woke up the next morning with a burning anus and no memory of the previous evening, and I told you we got real high on peyote and you insisted on eating a dozen habaneros? What really happened was I slipped roofies into your tequila and hired a couple of guys to drag you to the alley where I pimped you out for $900 pesos a pop. That's where I got the money to treat us both to first-class on the way home, and a new pair of Manolos for me. Sorry about that! The guys said you were muy bueno. PS you might want to get tested for HIV.
