Topic: Happy Biirthday luv2roknoll aka Dr. Luv aka The Biotch Quee | |
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OH ROBERTA!! CONGRATS ON TURN THE BIG THREE O. I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU ARE 30 ALREADY. MAN, YOU MAKE ME FEEL LIKE AN OLD LADY BECAUSE I WILL BE 42 ON DECEMBER 5TH. Maybe in another few years, they will stop carding you at bars because you look too young to drink. LOVE YOU LOADS AND LOADS, Terri Lyn |
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I had such a great birthday..the best in like forever!
Thanks for the birthday love all, and the kind, and lying (Terri Lynn) hehehe words. |
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Edited by
wux
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Thu 10/04/12 05:49 AM
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woo-hoo. How did I manage to miss this, Miss Diss, whom I never would want to miss, or diss.
So. Happy belated birthday, LuvaLuva. I hope you are going to have another stretch, not from birthing or from cellulite, but of life years, of which each one will be happier than the others. All the best to you seven days ago, and for the coming year, dahlinkkk!! (Next time please kick me in the shingles instead of writing a timid, tepid letter to remind me... men respond to shingle-kicking good, but not so good to emotional "hints", and all women should know that, but they just won't learn... huh.) |
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woo-hoo. How did I manage to miss this, Miss Diss, whom I never would want to miss, or diss. So. Happy belated birthday, LuvaLuva. I hope you are going to have another stretch, not from birthing or from cellulite, but of life years, of which each one will be happier than the others. All the best to you seven days ago, and for the coming year, dahlinkkk!! (Next time please kick me in the shingles instead of writing a timid, tepid letter to remind me... men respond to shingle-kicking good, but not so good to emotional "hints", and all women should know that, but they just won't learn... huh.) |
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Edited by
wux
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Thu 10/04/12 06:01 AM
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woo-hoo. How did I manage to miss this, Miss Diss, whom I never would want to miss, or diss. So. Happy belated birthday, LuvaLuva. I hope you are going to have another stretch, not from birthing or from cellulite, but of life years, of which each one will be happier than the others. All the best to you seven days ago, and for the coming year, dahlinkkk!! (Next time please kick me in the shingles instead of writing a timid, tepid letter to remind me... men respond to shingle-kicking good, but not so good to emotional "hints", and all women should know that, but they just won't learn... huh.) If I had only known... that I could bank on that bang. Then it wouldn't need to just hang... it could be hung, eh? The Hungry and Hung Hungarian Hunk. (That is, that guy who married that blonde sexshell in the fifties, they had a child baby girl who stars in a cop drama on tivi. I am unable, absolutely unable, to remember names.)(That's whom I was talkin' 'bout, not 'bout me, what with being a towering volcano of virile manhood, as per your words in your wish letter to Santa.) |
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woo-hoo. How did I manage to miss this, Miss Diss, whom I never would want to miss, or diss. So. Happy belated birthday, LuvaLuva. I hope you are going to have another stretch, not from birthing or from cellulite, but of life years, of which each one will be happier than the others. All the best to you seven days ago, and for the coming year, dahlinkkk!! (Next time please kick me in the shingles instead of writing a timid, tepid letter to remind me... men respond to shingle-kicking good, but not so good to emotional "hints", and all women should know that, but they just won't learn... huh.) If I had only known... that I could bank on that bang. Then it wouldn't need to just hang... it could be hung, eh? The Hungry and Hung Hungarian Hunk. (That is, that guy who married that blonde sexshell in the fifties, they had a child baby girl who stars in a cop drama on tivi. I am unable, absolutely unable, to remember names.)(That's whom I was talkin' 'bout, not 'bout me, what with being a towering volcano of virile manhood, as per your words in your wish letter to Santa.) |
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Edited by
wux
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Fri 10/05/12 05:56 PM
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woo-hoo. How did I manage to miss this, Miss Diss, whom I never would want to miss, or diss. So. Happy belated birthday, LuvaLuva. I hope you are going to have another stretch, not from birthing or from cellulite, but of life years, of which each one will be happier than the others. All the best to you seven days ago, and for the coming year, dahlinkkk!! (Next time please kick me in the shingles instead of writing a timid, tepid letter to remind me... men respond to shingle-kicking good, but not so good to emotional "hints", and all women should know that, but they just won't learn... huh.) If I had only known... that I could bank on that bang. Then it wouldn't need to just hang... it could be hung, eh? The Hungry and Hung Hungarian Hunk. (That is, that guy who married that blonde sexshell in the fifties, they had a child baby girl who stars in a cop drama on tivi. I am unable, absolutely unable, to remember names.)(That's whom I was talkin' 'bout, not 'bout me, what with being a towering volcano of virile manhood, as per your words in your wish letter to Santa.) Who told me what thing that you had allegedly said? (what the....???) What are we talking about? And I thought _I_ was on drugs. Or maybe the case is just quite simply that he was lying about that too to you that you told me he was doing what you told me he did, but you did not do to him that you did when I did not but said I would have possibly said. Why did I not see that from the beginning that that's what you meant. I must be getting shtoopid. |
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Edited by
luv2roknroll
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Fri 10/05/12 06:58 PM
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(That's whom I was talkin' 'bout, not 'bout me, what with being a towering volcano of virile manhood, as per your words in your wish letter to Santa.)
Ding dong....does that ring a bell? Its always about the drugs! I dont like the drugs, the drugs like me. Santa told you what I said to him in my wish letter! Geezzzzzzzzzzz, and I thought I was old! |
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B'lated happy birthday to you kitten
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Edited by
wux
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Sat 10/06/12 09:00 AM
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(That's whom I was talkin' 'bout, not 'bout me, what with being a towering volcano of virile manhood, as per your words in your wish letter to Santa.)
Ding dong....does that ring a bell? Its always about the drugs! I dont like the drugs, the drugs like me. Santa told you what I said to him in my wish letter! Geezzzzzzzzzzz, and I thought I was old! aha. The communications breakdown is getting unravelled by us, you and me, the communications auditors. I guess you understood that he Towering Volcano of Virile Mmmm-m-manhood told me, "If I had only known... that I could bank on that bang." Yes, I can see that it was valid to read my post that way, but he did not tell me that. Nobody told me that. I think you told me that, when you said, "all I said was that I had to see the booty to bang her!!". This did not make full sense either, because YOU are a woman, but you say you had to see the booty to bang her. Her. Which you can't ... but I allowed that much freedom of retour from the English language, what with poetic licences and such. So: what I have so far is this: You told me you need a visual before you could bang her; Which I took as you telling me I could bang you (this is actually a far-flung and logically quite improper interpretation of your nonsensical screwing a woman, but I figured if you don't have to make sense, then why do I?) Which I said if I had known I could bank on a bang then "IT" would not need to "hang" But it could be put to better use By the Hung Hungarian, (and then reality check kicked in) and said I am not hung, but to save face I said that it's somebody else that's hung; After which you told me that that Hung Hunk told me something; At which point I capitulated and admitted to complete inability to follow our conversation. I offer you a truce inasmuch as I see that I made invalid references and unclear shifting of who was doing what actions; as long as you call it a draw too, just out of the sweetness of your heart because you love me so much that you don't want me to have to admit publically before everyone here, to being wrong myself. Deal? |
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Edited by
wux
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Sat 10/06/12 09:07 AM
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(That's whom I was talkin' 'bout, not 'bout me, what with being a towering volcano of virile manhood, as per your words in your wish letter to Santa.)
Ding dong....does that ring a bell? Its always about the drugs! I dont like the drugs, the drugs like me. Santa told you what I said to him in my wish letter! Geezzzzzzzzzzz, and I thought I was old! aha. The communications breakdown is getting unravelled by us, you and me, the communications auditors. I guess you understood that he Towering Volcano of Virile Mmmm-m-manhood told me, "If I had only known... that I could bank on that bang." Yes, I can see that it was valid to read my post that way, but he did not tell me that. Nobody told me that. I think you told me that, when you said, "all I said was that I had to see the booty to bang her!!". This did not make full sense either, because YOU are a woman, but you say you had to see the booty to bang her. Her. Which you can't ... but I allowed that much freedom of retour from the English language, what with poetic licences and such. So: what I have so far is this: You told me you need a visual before you could bang her; Which I took as you telling me I could bang you (this is actually a far-flung and logically quite improper interpretation of your nonsensical screwing a woman, but I figured if you don't have to make sense, then why do I?) Which I said if I had known I could bank on a bang then "IT" would not need to "hang" But it could be put to better use By the Hung Hungarian, (and then reality check kicked in) and said I am not hung, but to save face I said that it's somebody else that's hung; After which you told me that that Hung Hunk told me something; At which point I capitulated and admitted to complete inability to follow our conversation. I offer you a truce inasmuch as I see that I made invalid references and unclear shifting of who was doing what actions; as long as you call it a draw too, just out of the sweetness of your heart because you love me so much that you don't want me to have to admit publically before everyone here, to being wrong myself. Deal? Perhaps, and I don't say this is true for sure, the confusion started when you said you would need to see her booty to bang her. It could have been part of a discussion on the forums or in private emailing, of which I was not part of (likely) or of which I was part of, but I forgot. (Also likely.) (Gimme some slack, will you, please... Yeah, that's a good girl. I am GEEEEZZZZZZEEE getting old to be an old Geeeezer-wheeeezer. And right after the slack please gimme some Viagra to firm up that slack that's been affecting me.) |
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Im sorry Andrew, what was the question again? BTW: Technically, I COULD bang a chick, if I was referring to a "finger bang". |
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Edited by
wux
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Sat 10/06/12 02:26 PM
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Im sorry Andrew, what was the question again? BTW: Technically, I COULD bang a chick, if I was referring to a "finger bang". Yes. There is also the strap-on. Then there is fisting, legging, heading. There is the "elephant walk" and the "house dressing-decorating". That's when you push a house up someone's baby-shute. This is possible, even sideways, I heard from one woman. |
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Im sorry Andrew, what was the question again? BTW: Technically, I COULD bang a chick, if I was referring to a "finger bang". Yes. There is also the strap-on. Then there is fisting, legging, heading. There is the "elephant walk" and the "house dressing-decorating". That's when you push a house up someone's baby-shute. This is possible, even sideways, I heard from one woman. |
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