I had been a hot chick. Now I'm a thick Felipino

I had been a hot chick. Now I'm a thick Felipino chick who likes Jabba Juice,this has left me
with a small but very enthusiastic following of supporters for the upcoming pageant. My boyfriend is being a real dick about it but the guy down at Jabba Juice seems to think I can
take the whole thing, all the way up to the top. But the guy at Jabba Juice also giggles every time I look at him, so I'm not sure if I can trust him. I put on the evening gown
sure that we're not going anywhere,cause as soon as he gets here he's gonna rip these spaghetti stripes,kiss my breasts,pull me toward him,open his fly and take me against the wall
of the retirement village cafeteria. I'll dribble a stream of chocolate Ensure down my belly, and he will lick it out of my navel as he balances with one hand on his walker. "Oh
Suzanna, Oh won't you cry for me?", we will both sing as our wrinkled bodies entwine for the final rapturous descent to the floor. We won't be able to get up, so we'll scream
for the ants to carry us to the River Styx. Suzanna's voice and my Alabaman banjo will bring Charon to tears, and we'll turn Styx into a tunnel of love. Or for Life Alert; my hip
replacement is acting up. I know that I should have went with the steel plate rather than the cheap plastic but I ran out of stamps to use as currency. I lost my money to ruby red
's wiley tactics. Wrapping the cheap plastic contraption around my finger, I inserted it, careful not to disturb the neurometricbiofeedback nods protruding from her head. Hope this
contraption works, I thought to myself before flicking the switch. It ended up as a disaster, I'd crossed the blue wires and her head exploded covering the room in yellow mush.

Started: 2011-07-05 14:52:37
Finished: 2012-11-25 20:27:19

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