*Wakes up extremely hungover, most likely caused by drinking a bad batch of Yuengling Lager (as if there is ever a perfectly good batch)....and wonders what the hell compelled him to revive this thread...*
<BLOCKQUOTE><font size="1" face="verdana">quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by rattila the hon: *pimp slaps Martha, makes her eat her own feces for breakfast, tosses her aside and addresses Fred's fun-filled evening...*<HR></BLOCKQUOTE> this thread is indeed weird because i cannot remember ever being ratilla, nor can i ever remember addressing fred in this thread.. i miss fred
Mr. Engil, I believe it may be the time for you to experience the gooey goodness that is my very special signature dish amongst the ladies in in my prison wing. Are you ready dear?
You, me, and a bunch of other women in prison.... I would be a fucking moron to pass something like that up, my beloved cellmaker (I don't think homemaker really applies any longer....). :wink:
Judging by the looks of your bathing area I doubt you are in a position to make comments about my living arrangements. I have begun decorating classes on my block pointing out the finer points of homemaking and now Lakeisha and I can finally relax with the upmost comfort. We have also installed several strategically placed stainless steel bars to grasp as we see fit. We find they come in handy on sleepless evenings. "Out-of-town" visitors are simply not permitted.
