Very good.

There is a reason that cops have guns. Nothing will calm down a domestic dispute faster than the threat of being shot...in the face.

What did you expect your manager lady to do? Was she supposed to strap on her Wonder Woman underoos and go to battle with the forces of blind and irrational rage?

Cops don't even like to get in the middle of those did you want her to say "please stop?" and get hurt, shot, stabbed, beaten, or run over as well?

So who are you endorsing?

Doug Stanhope is the man and you are right, I have never seen Child Porn, and I am an aficionado of adult websites.

Very good

There is something that needs to be said here that I feel was a large point missed. The way that he views helping people masturbate over the phone most definitely carries over to what he feels about everyone else who does. Everything that I have I did on my own and no matter what he says about himself or how hard he worked to get what he has Kirk is the very spoiled rich suburbanite white slime that he hates so much.

This, my dear, is why I tell you not to trust anyone especially those whose only real point that they make ever is that they don’t trust anything. I on the other hand have absolute faith in humanity unlike our pissing pixie farts and merry clouds of happy sunshine Kirk. I just don’t bother to wrap it all up in a pretty pink package the way that he does while he so blatantly tries to beat his #### off to all of the pretty girls here on his blog sites.

I love that it underlines commercial and merchant for you. LOL

seriously though, if you have a gripe write a blog that isn't a poem and you will probably get a better response

How weird

I shall be victorious here as well

DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction and falsehood based almost not entirely on a real human being.




My name is CHI WAAAAAAH WAAAAAAH SMASHER!!!!! and I really LOVE sandwiches. I can’t help myself really it just seems when I look at a nice ham and swiss on old world style Tuscan bread that my sausage-like fingers can’t help but wrap around that mayonnaise soaked mustardy goodness and choke it all down in once disgustingly vile bite. When I eat the sandwiches I OMNOMNOMNOMNOMNOMNOMNOM them.

Sometimes I get upset that my underbearing ##### of a husband can’t initiate enough force to manage to be enough of a Godhead to keep my rather ample ass in line but alas, we can’t always get what we want. I have something that I want to confess to you Johnny, I want your ####. I know that you hate my guts and you think I am a disgusting piece of pig #### and you know what, you are probably right. I just can’t help myself, when I think about how insanely ####### good looking you are I just can’t help but fantasize about smothering you in chocolate, ranch dressing, and bacon bits and eating you alive… I mean it.

When I think about you Johnny I get short of breath, like those times when I try to venture three feet away from my desk and actually walk to the car to go and pick up more doughnuts and Chinese take-out. I know that you wouldn’t #### me with a stolen dick, even for all of the gold in Persia (However much that is) and I make the bile rise up in your throat when you try to contemplate just how many tits I have but it was just something that I had to get off my chest.

I’m sorry I have been such a lunatic cow… please forgive me Master.