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stalking a Tom
Join Date: Apr 2004
Location: on the edge of the english channel
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Radar, oh Radar, wherefore art thou Radar?
I haveth for so many years Longeth for a man with intellect like yours With the truest passion to speak his mindeth That all women should really stay indoors And giveth of their mouths to thine compatriots. I yearn for a manfolk Less concerned with sensitivity And more inclined to giveth thine respect To an unholy cock sucking harlot like me Radar, oh Radar, can I be your floozy? Just for a day, I asketh no more Than to sit and glean from thee Thy experience, taste, respect and football predictions While collecting thine spunk In my lusting begging lips That can only dream of such a man as thee.
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