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You represented that you were once. I had my doubts but figured why would anyone lie about that.

So you're not?
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No. I'm not black.

I was probably intoxicated. For some reason that I can't explain, I become significantly less white when I'm tipsy.

Then again, I also once claimed here that I was a female, but that was in order to prove a theory.
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*****, PLEEEASE!!
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Gawd. I can't count the number of ways I violated Vanity in my mind because of that film.
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Great, great grandfather on your mom's side. Sorry you learned this way.

Know you know how Gun felt back in 2000.
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What do you use to get honey?
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i eat peanut butter directly off the ass of a tall shapely blonde woman..
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off the ass...not outta the ass
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She raised her moist lips to Donger's.

Her braid had come undone and her golden hair fell over her shoulders in tangled curls. Her full breasts rose with each rapid breath, straining against the cloth of her shift, breasts that felt round and firm against his strong chest. He swelled with longing to explore them again, to taste them, to lose himself inside her. His breath was hot as he breathed the question he had waited so long to ask, "How often do you wash your legs?"

FAX
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Well, I do have rather high standards.
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goddammit Delt,quit flirtin with me.....
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She appeared even more beautiful than when she'd graced his bed that morning, Iowanian thought.

He wanted nothing more than to hold her again, to kiss away the distress he'd caused her, to never allow anything or anyone to hurt her again. He would make amends to her, he vowed it. He would devote his life to making it up to her.

"I will never harpoon you in the baows with a rusty, shit covered potato fork again, my dear," he said.

FAX
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That's.........well...that's just beautiful!
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Jesus Endelt. You don't know what Kotter's been dipping into that peanut butter, but I'd bet you could probably guess why...
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