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Friday, August 27, 2010

I'm a sorry sad assed bitch!

I can't believe IT (aka Brett) is playing so hard to get. He sits in the corner slowly masturbating while the drool dribbles on to his blubbery chest. I fondly remember the days when he would let me jerk off on to his moobs. What gives him the right to sit quietly and ignore me? I know I have fucked a goat or two in my day, but Rocco is ok with it. Why does IT care so much? I know he is giving to Dner when we are not looking. I'm not jealous, I just want to play motorboat again! I promise to stop fucking goats and limit my animal exploration to stuffing rodents up my ass.

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