Hi. My name is Blakk Frogg and I am a recovering sober person. I've been 'dirty' now for over 15 years. I wasn't sure if I'd be strong enough to come to this morning's meeting because I had a moment of weakness recently, and I am quite ashamed of myself. I let my friend have the last hit off the crack pipe Saturday. Ordinarily I'd scrap 'til the end to get that last bit of wonderfully aromatic toxin down my lungs, but I was weak, so weak. I'll tell you this, though, I'll never be that weak again. Next time I get me some rock, which'll be just as soon as I finish this post, I'm gonna' tuck myself away in a remote part of the office and smoke it all to my head -- and I ain't sharing with no one!
Thanks for listening, and if you'll please excuse me, there's a $5 toothless crack ho at my door and I need some lovin'
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Actually, I'm a 28 year old lunatic that hasn't been committed to an institution yet. I keep escaping on technicalities like "Blakk Frogg is perfectly sane". What kind of bullshit is that?!?!? What, only crazy people can be lunatics and get locked away? THAT'S JUST NOT FAIR!
Note: If what you've just read makes sense to you, then you already know mw and probably wish you didn't. My advice is that you run away as fast as you can and join Wizzo at the bar. On the other hand, if what you've just read doesn't make sense to you, then you are either an idiot or you don't know me. My advice is that you also run away really fast and join Wizzo at the bar.
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