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aka the night i lost my balls.

enjoy.

he ran out into the night the fool ran out into the night. naked. full of crisp fire. and he burned all the foolish women weak enou..

there are four men seated around the table. it's a glass table. some would call it a coffe table but. no one ever think to put coffe on this table...

lemme make it clear now. for the whiney m***********s on writerscafe (and believe me this site has more than a few) i love women. I wor..

when i woke up this morning. i had a few txt messages from an asortment of b*****s. i rolled over, my buzzed head making a digging sound agains..

right now at this moment.. as i am sure all of you are dieing to know what i am doing with this particular friday night. i've got my fiji wa..

i dont want to step on my own toes anymore.

Is this is a dream. It might be. The clocks i pass are spinning out of control. My hands dont take deffinate shape and the gun i'm trying to grasp ..

just save the trouble and dont read.