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Astonishingly Gorgeous!!!
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"At first people are afraid of me, then they want to kiss
my
balls. But nobody touches my precious flabby babby's. I
am..."
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Occupation:
man about town / animal fluffer
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Hobbies and Interests:
crunchy balls, B.O., my afternoon cognac, ass punching, greasy balls, polo, cockfights, cow teats, daffodils, Eyeball spitting
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Favorite Books:
Mandate magazine, Taint magazine, the Choirboys, Querelle, grandpa porn, amputee porn, Lord of the flies( I'd like to be lord of their flys), anything about Hitler, Jim Jones, or Burl Ives
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Favorite Movies:
Salo: 120 Days of Sodom, The Night Porter, Cruising, A Clockwork Orange, Oklahomo, Crash, Riding Boys in Cars
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Favorite Music:
Shoenberg, Rachmaninoff( 2nd piano concerto), Stravinsky, Bach, Kurt Weil, Mozart is too faggy, Liberace
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Favorite TV Shows:
I see my favorite T.V.'s at the Spotlight club on Cahuenga The one I like charges 2 dollars for a toothy blow with the only two teeth she has. Then she takes out her glass eye and lets me smash my balls into the empty socket
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About Me:
At first people are afraid of me, then they want to kiss
my
balls. But nobody touches my precious flabby babby's. I
am
not gay. I just like a good old pickle joust now and
again.
I love to sip Cognac at the sex club and watch old tired
queens attempt to make love with their flacid speed
freak
ding dongs. I live with my mother who is a prostitute
and
an invalid.
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Who I Want to Meet:
I hate everybody and I know I already hate you nancy.
just
bend over and shut up!
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Testimonials and Comments for Nigel
then i would be more like you (which i clearly am not) and then i would die (which i will clearly never do) so shut up. (which you clearly should)! thanks!
love you, but don't expect a birthday
spanking til you spray your musty self
with some febreeze, some cologne,
or hell, maybe some napalm? Bend
you over my knee? I don't think so. I
spend too much $$ on my thirft store
threads to have that smell ruin me.
Nevertheless, it's not quite a party,
caberet, backyard bbq, speakeasy,
or quiet night at home, without you.
and i don't like to swear much. that
little frickin bastard is going to get what
he deserves... do you hear me? get what
he frickin deserves! a god damn paper
mache frickin gay.
even at 65. He's very loving and has
been known to be kind to negros. I must
admit, I fell deeply in love with Nigel
shortly after meeting him. It was
inevitable. He pushed my head into the
toilet and then let me touch his
flaccid penis. *sigh*
Nigel's bed and am trying to escape his
totalitarian control. I'm his mother
and he makes me sleep on broken whisky
bottles on the front porch of our house
that I paid for. He ties me up and
makes me watch him do unspeakable acts
involving young male prostites and a
thanksgiving ham. Don't tell him I
wrote this or there will be hell to
pay. Help!