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I like you. I want to put toy cars up your anal passage. And send you a postal order for £44.10.
You make me sick, you oily samosa. Just thinking about your gammy tendrils makes me want to throw myself into a vatful of Dettol. Buck your...
I've got smelly fingers this morning. I like it.
Such is my inability to attract attention from the opposite sex, I reckon I'd immediately ejaculate if someone (man or women) pestered me in a...
Turmeric and rent boys' perspiration.
That's a rum do. When is payday?
I like you, Toby. I want to send you a cheque for £34.00.
Growing up in rural Calendenshire, I thought MP stood for Motivated *****phile.
ITTV has gone incognito because the 'tongue-to-bummery' has gone into overdrive, and the forum would garner more ridicule than usual. It is all...
The eminent Nigel quoted Rossini's Barber of Seville on ITTV this week. It went down like a hog roast at a bar mitzvah.
Watching the X Factor whilst standing on my head. The show sounds better when the songs enter my upside-down ears.
Awful match. Wombles terrible. Charlton not much better. Atmosphere flat. Didn't even go.
I like you, Aldi. I like you a lot.
I'm as edgy as a pickled walnut, Tonto.
Just an average hour in my world. In fact, I'd describe that as a slow burn.
Don't call me names, twinkle toes. I should cut your cock off and feed it to my ferrets.
It's a great read. Sad but uplifting.
I'd like to kick your cock into next year.
On my first and only visit to Mauritius, I climbed a really tall tree. As it was late at night and very dark, I decided to strip off naked in a...
I wind my clocks back by two hours. That way I have more hours in the day to get my chores done.
