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| "Ken S. Tucker"> wrote
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> Yeah, wife sends me out for a few days to another
> girl while she cleans house. Saves her telling me to
> lift up my feet while she's vacuuming...is that what
> you meant??
I fucked up way back in the beginning.
Yo, all you young single bux, pay attention, this is important!
I too was a victim of the media mania when my skall was still mainly mush.
I succumbed to the idea that women aren't playthings but rather real live
human beings in charge of their sensibilties and able to control their
emotions just like doodz. One day I was going along minding my own bidnit
and this female descended upon me and wrapped me in her web, I was captured.
Reflexively, my right hand reached for the only weapon known to avert said
assailant....my wallet. whoosh....it was gone, never to be seen again. In
spite of this I wooed her and she succumbed and we carved a new existence,
no longer 2 people but one, and 1/2 of that person had a dik. Thats right,
half a dik. Oh well, 1/2 a dik is better than none I suppose. Little did I
know that once we were bonded in gold by the state that that 1/2 dik would
all but vanish completely. sigh. Woe is me. A few years of wedded bliss pass
by and I settle into my daily routine of earning a living, maintaining 2
vehicles and a house, washing dishes, vacuuming, scrubbing soap scum, being
a nurturing daddy, etc., etc. and one day an outside source slipped me a
message that said I don't have to be somebody's whipping boy. I don't have
to grovel all week for 5 mins of bliss. Wha....???? How can this be?
<to be continued>
(I have to go load the dishwasher)
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