Lemons Are Guud Eaten
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It's such a fine line between stupid and clever. Random guest posting.
It's such a fine line between stupid and clever. Random guest posting.
Lemons Are Guud Eaten
Who in their right mind won't eat a delicious lemon?
And if you put them in a vagina she won't get pregnant and you have lemonaid.
And if you put them in a vagina she won't get pregnant and you have lemonaid.
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You're a feral. Are you from Smithfield Plains?JW Frogen.... wrote:Who in their right mind won't eat a delicious lemon?
And if you put them in a vagina she won't get pregnant and you have lemonaid.
Re: Lemons Are Guud Eaten
Celetina wrote:You're a feral. Are you from Smithfield Plains?JW Frogen.... wrote:Who in their right mind won't eat a delicious lemon?
And if you put them in a vagina she won't get pregnant and you have lemonaid.
lolz
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LIEBER ROGER BIG CUNTY
OBWOHL ICH ARGENTINIERIN BIN, HABE ICH AN DICH ALS GEWINNER GEDACHT.ICH LIEBE DEIN TENNIS SPIEL.
DEL POTRO CUNTOX
SPIELT GUT, ABER DU BIST ETWAS SPEZIELLES. DU BIST EIN KÜNSTLER DIESES SPIELES.
DIESE FINALE SIEHT NICHT SO ELEGANT AUS. EINE GRUPPE HAT VIEL GESCHRIEN, WIE VERRÜCKTE.
DAS IST NICHT GUT FÜR DIESE WICHTIGEN GS WIE USOPEN , DAS IST KEIN FUSSBALL MATCH, ODER AND DONT BE A PUSSY NEXT TIME OK?
ROGER GIRLY BOY, DU FÜHLTEST DU DICH VIELLEICHT UNBEQUEM UND DESWEGEN KONNTEST DU NICHT GUT KONZENTRIERT UND WIE DU WEISST , TOLL SPIELEN ARSE RAPED.
LIEBE GRÚSSE UND VIEL SPASS SLUT.
EXITOS, SALUDOS ,
AUS ARGENTINIEN MIRKA A HOE.
LUCIA AND FUCK YOU TOO.
OBWOHL ICH ARGENTINIERIN BIN, HABE ICH AN DICH ALS GEWINNER GEDACHT.ICH LIEBE DEIN TENNIS SPIEL.
DEL POTRO CUNTOX
SPIELT GUT, ABER DU BIST ETWAS SPEZIELLES. DU BIST EIN KÜNSTLER DIESES SPIELES.
DIESE FINALE SIEHT NICHT SO ELEGANT AUS. EINE GRUPPE HAT VIEL GESCHRIEN, WIE VERRÜCKTE.
DAS IST NICHT GUT FÜR DIESE WICHTIGEN GS WIE USOPEN , DAS IST KEIN FUSSBALL MATCH, ODER AND DONT BE A PUSSY NEXT TIME OK?
ROGER GIRLY BOY, DU FÜHLTEST DU DICH VIELLEICHT UNBEQUEM UND DESWEGEN KONNTEST DU NICHT GUT KONZENTRIERT UND WIE DU WEISST , TOLL SPIELEN ARSE RAPED.
LIEBE GRÚSSE UND VIEL SPASS SLUT.
EXITOS, SALUDOS ,
AUS ARGENTINIEN MIRKA A HOE.
LUCIA AND FUCK YOU TOO.
Re: Lemons Are Guud Eaten
Celetina wrote: You're a feral. Are you from Smithfield Plains?
I went to high school there. It was shit.
Re: Lemons Are Guud Eaten
Actually Frogen, after all the stories I've heard about your penis, I would have thought you would have needed to use a watermelonJW Frogen.... wrote:Who in their right mind won't eat a delicious lemon?
And if you put them in a vagina she won't get pregnant and you have lemonaid.
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Not enough citric acid.
I like a burn when I turn.
Though, I suppose a grapefruit might do.
I like a burn when I turn.
Though, I suppose a grapefruit might do.
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I can't make the hills
The system is shot
I'm living on pills
For which I thank God
I followed the course
From chaos to art
Desire the horse
Depression the cart
I sailed like a swan
I sank like a rock
But time is long gone
Past my laughing stock
My page was too white
My ink was too thin
The day wouldn't write
What the night pencilled in
My animal howls
My angel's upset
But I'm not allowed
A trace of regret
For someone will use
What I couldn't be
My heart will be hers
Impersonally
She'll step on the path
She'll see what I mean
My will cut in half
And freedom between
For less than a second
Our lives will collide
The endless suspended
The door open wide
Then she will be born
To someone like you
What no one has done
She'll continue to do
I know she is coming
I know she will look
And that is the longing
And this is the book
The system is shot
I'm living on pills
For which I thank God
I followed the course
From chaos to art
Desire the horse
Depression the cart
I sailed like a swan
I sank like a rock
But time is long gone
Past my laughing stock
My page was too white
My ink was too thin
The day wouldn't write
What the night pencilled in
My animal howls
My angel's upset
But I'm not allowed
A trace of regret
For someone will use
What I couldn't be
My heart will be hers
Impersonally
She'll step on the path
She'll see what I mean
My will cut in half
And freedom between
For less than a second
Our lives will collide
The endless suspended
The door open wide
Then she will be born
To someone like you
What no one has done
She'll continue to do
I know she is coming
I know she will look
And that is the longing
And this is the book
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