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Post by borgnine328 on May 6, 2016 23:03:30 GMT -6
Dear Sassy Tassels, Hello again pal. Since last we spoke, my personal life has gone from worse -- to worser!! I just (sorta) got past my truck stop waitress addiction, now suddenly I can't stay away from them less than hygienic motel maids! you know you check in at a Quality Inn, the next thing you know, some Peruvian babe in a tight uniform is shakin' it down the corridor with a cart fulla little soaps, and you're overcome with lust! I'm only human -- it ain't like I'm made of stone! Lucky Ernestine ain't the sharpest tool in the shed. Not even close! And lucky she loves the karaoke! So as often happens, while she's down in the lounge singin' "gypsy" by fleetwood mac at the top of her lungs, i'm upstairs stumping some skank with a temporary visa who got here from Paraguay six weeks ago! Then I tip them enough to buy several dozen pair of them sensible maid shoes! But as aflame with lust I've been, now my privates are burnin' for a different reason! I'm thinkin' some of these 3rd world countries ain't got access to penicillin. Help me sassy tassels, help me!!!!
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Post by ghdhtrht5 on May 6, 2016 23:34:51 GMT -6
I see what you're saying borgine328. I went to a political rally a few years ago, and got chummy with presidential candidate Michelle Bachmann. Without being too graphic, let me just say my junk ain't been right since! A cautionary tale -- skanks are everywhere.
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Post by Sassy Tassels on Jul 28, 2016 9:16:27 GMT -6
Dear Borgnine328,
I, too, have felt the siren's call of the Peruvian hotel made. It's probably not even the clap you're feeling. Those people eat a lot of spices. You've got to be careful getting with someone who's just had a dozen devil peppers with lunch. I recommend keeping a bucket of ice by your bed.
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