Because you, the trolling imbecile, are an idiot with no imagination or creative writing skills to come up with anything on your own. You have even resorted to using my name on here to troll with. You are the type of person that when someone meets you...
Because you, the trolling imbecile, are an idiot with no imagination or creative writing skills to come up with anything on your own. You have even resorted to using my name on here to troll with. You are the type of person that when someone meets you for the first time, they have no desire to ever be in their company or presence again. If the undesireable occasion did present itself again, they would be tempted to lead you off into the woods or a cave and put a bullet or three into the back of your head, drop you down a deep hole. Followed by an explosive charge to bury and hide your body for all eternity.
Posted by Justaguest (guest) on Sat Jul 15 04:28:44 2017
I'm not sure I want the world to know that I'm a closet fudge packer.
Why do I do this? Why do I feel the uncontrollable urge to denigrate myself on a public forum like this? These urges are almost as strong as (and are constantly at war with) my attraction to ... *GULP* ... other men. There. I said it. I finally said it....
Why do I do this? Why do I feel the uncontrollable urge to denigrate myself on a public forum like this? These urges are almost as strong as (and are constantly at war with) my attraction to ... *GULP* ... other men. There. I said it. I finally said it. *whew* Wow, what a difference that made. I feel ... weightless somehow. My loafers have never been lighter. It's as if a great weight had been lifted off my shoulders. But that's what happens when you invite perfect strangers to teabag you.
Posted by The ONE, the ONLY, the REAL (and not an imposterous troll) Justaguest (guest) on Fri Jul 14 16:06:58 2017
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(view all 11 comments)Why do I feel the uncontrollable urge to denigrate myself on a public forum like this?
| show fullshow summaryBecause you, the trolling imbecile, are an idiot with no imagination or creative writing skills to come up with anything on your own. You have even resorted to using my name on here to troll with. You are the type of person that when someone meets you...
Because you, the trolling imbecile, are an idiot with no imagination or creative writing skills to come up with anything on your own. You have even resorted to using my name on here to troll with. You are the type of person that when someone meets you for the first time, they have no desire to ever be in their company or presence again. If the undesireable occasion did present itself again, they would be tempted to lead you off into the woods or a cave and put a bullet or three into the back of your head, drop you down a deep hole. Followed by an explosive charge to bury and hide your body for all eternity.
Posted by Justaguest (guest) on Sat Jul 15 04:28:44 2017
I'm not sure I want the world to know that I'm a closet fudge packer.
| show fullshow summaryWhy do I do this? Why do I feel the uncontrollable urge to denigrate myself on a public forum like this? These urges are almost as strong as (and are constantly at war with) my attraction to ... *GULP* ... other men. There. I said it. I finally said it....
Why do I do this? Why do I feel the uncontrollable urge to denigrate myself on a public forum like this? These urges are almost as strong as (and are constantly at war with) my attraction to ... *GULP* ... other men. There. I said it. I finally said it. *whew* Wow, what a difference that made. I feel ... weightless somehow. My loafers have never been lighter. It's as if a great weight had been lifted off my shoulders. But that's what happens when you invite perfect strangers to teabag you.
Posted by The ONE, the ONLY, the REAL (and not an imposterous troll) Justaguest (guest) on Fri Jul 14 16:06:58 2017