Click my sig. Sign up. Send traffic. Make mad $$$. Tell Ron I love him long time.
Now get in the fucking kitchen and make me some pie bitch.
Listen up, Chippy. I ain't no body's bitch. I know you been dreaming about my ass for years now, but I keep telling you, I don't shake my booty in that direction.
Now, no demeaning on your lifestyle. Whatever you want to do -- far away from me -- is between you and those young boys I keep hearing you got off of Michael Jackson. But these delusions have got to stop!
I know I'm all that, but you can't have none of my sugar, son -- only the real ladies get that. And those pics of you dressing up in skirts, well, they just don't do it.
Listen up, Chippy. I ain't no body's bitch. I know you been dreaming about my ass for years now, but I keep telling you, I don't shake my booty in that direction.
Now, no demeaning on your lifestyle. Whatever you want to do -- far away from me -- is between you and those young boys I keep hearing you got off of Michael Jackson. But these delusions have got to stop!
I know I'm all that, but you can't have none of my sugar, son -- only the real ladies get that. And those pics of you dressing up in skirts, well, they just don't do it.
Are you smoking ludes? Did Electra slip you some whisky tonight or something?
You're luck you could even get it up without the use of dick pills bitch.
Folks like you we need to be gentle with... You're all frail and shit
Son, I can out talk you, out post you, and out fuck you any of the day of the week and be doing the same 50 years from now!
So why don't you go run away now, have yourself some of that all important "pie" you want. Banana pie I believe it was. And maybe swallow it down with some warm milk so your tum-tum don't have a boo-boo.
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