i hear sucking on his soiled sweat gear
cures a variety of ailments. the guy's like
a living breathing christmas miracle. i
mean, screw santa, he doesn't have
anything on john. neither does jebus. or
that durned overexposed easter bunny,
for that matter.
contrary to the many testimonials which
attest otherwise, john ain't quite gay
enough to suit my needs. nonetheless,
hopefully if we all pitch in, someday john
and his wannabe fag-tastic junk will
make the grade. i, for one, can't wait until
he's featured in his first gay porn flick to
commemorate the special event. oh, the
celebrations which will ensue... i'm
already collecting lubes and lotions for
the cause, as i'm confident john has it in
him (and will get it in him--and good, too)
to be a big winning homo, winning big as
big gay winners are wont to do.
confession: i may have licked a toad or
two before composing the above. now,
where's that damn clam juice, man? i'm
so thirsty. and baffling.
you looked up my skirt and then you threw me
in the street. you told me you loved me and
then you hit on my sister. you said you'd save
my seat and then you let a prettier blonde take
my place. you're cruel, john ritchie, but i just
can't get over you.
cures a variety of ailments. the guy's like
a living breathing christmas miracle. i
mean, screw santa, he doesn't have
anything on john. neither does jebus. or
that durned overexposed easter bunny,
for that matter.
i have to go now.
attest otherwise, john ain't quite gay
enough to suit my needs. nonetheless,
hopefully if we all pitch in, someday john
and his wannabe fag-tastic junk will
make the grade. i, for one, can't wait until
he's featured in his first gay porn flick to
commemorate the special event. oh, the
celebrations which will ensue... i'm
already collecting lubes and lotions for
the cause, as i'm confident john has it in
him (and will get it in him--and good, too)
to be a big winning homo, winning big as
big gay winners are wont to do.
confession: i may have licked a toad or
two before composing the above. now,
where's that damn clam juice, man? i'm
so thirsty. and baffling.
in the street. you told me you loved me and
then you hit on my sister. you said you'd save
my seat and then you let a prettier blonde take
my place. you're cruel, john ritchie, but i just
can't get over you.
met him.
blonde pigtails...and it totally turns me on.
electric bull wearing only shorts and a scarf
and then take it to the limit.