The bacon was ripe and succulent. It's aroma swept through the air, up me nostrils and just dared me to cook it.... so i did. I fried it and saw it rise in the pan. It was reaching out to me and yearned for me to swallow it. It wanted to succumb to mouth.
Next came the eggs. I cracked their shells on the rim of the pan in an ******ic furor. They burst forth their juices and began to sizzle, all the while swaying from side to side and trying to hypnotize me.
Finally they subdued to my manly touch and became hard. They joined the bacon on a love platter and were thoroughly devoured.
Oooh laddie you just gave me an erection and an appetite.
Indeed. What other sportsman has the gile to become such a successful business man with somthing as simple as a fat reducing grill?
I mean who better to sell a fat reduction grill than a big black dude?
Indeed. What other sportsman has the gile to become such a successful business man with somthing as simple as a fat reducing grill?
I mean who better to sell a fat reduction grill than a big black dude?
It's all testament to his genius. It's like Versy selling us humor pills.
Indeed. What other sportsman has the gile to become such a successful business man with somthing as simple as a fat reducing grill?
I mean who better to sell a fat reduction grill than a big black dude?
Southpaw, I watched Joe Fraziers beyond the glory today and big George said that he was scared of Joe when he fought him. I was a bit ****ing suprised so I was as big George ****in knocked Joe about like a rag doll.
Big George said it was the first time he ever felt afraid of another man.
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