Quote: harleykwin said: Oh, go bleach your pubes, Brit. And for fuck's sake, go shave your legs! No man will ever fuck you again otherwise...but don't you have higher standards for yourself...?
Are you saying all that for my benefit, or your own? Listen, I accept you the way you are...full-body pelt and all.
Actually, I've been going here lately - www.completelybare.com - so, no pelt for you, sugar...
But...but...I loves my Wookie Pwincess!!!
Sweetie, that's why you have Rob...
Quote: Why not save money and buy a John Deere Tractor Mower? That'd be some sweet foreplay...
Your idea of foreplay scares me...
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Quote: I even look past your Yankee fandom. There's no need for such hurtful words. Pookie. Sweetie. Mo.
Baby. Honey. Snookums. Brit.
You know just the right things to say to me...
Dear, sweet Harley Kwink...I'm madly in love with you. Marry me! We can go to Canadia. Or Boston or something. It'll be grand...You know the cookies are a given. They are ALWAYS a given. You could dump me tomorrow and you'd still get the cookies. Boston..shit, wherever dyke weddings were legalized. And where better to rub their little piggie noses in how bad they suck than right on their doorstep? What are they gonna do? Be jealous of you? Stare furiously at your tah-tahs? Not willingly give you cookies, but instead begrudgingly give you their cookies? Woman, time to wake up to the powers you wield - Uschi
