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Give Me An Angel Like This Anytime, Baybae!!!!

Thanks Eilene for cheering me up. I tried not to peek under the loincloth but man, it was tough, restraining myself!!! But it's not possible not to love an angel like that. Since this man-gel made me smile and caused my blood to boil, I thot you might like to take a 'peek-a-boo' too. Unless you're a man....and if you tried to peek, I'm disgusted with you! :-) My today rolled off to a bad start and am in serious need of some angel dust over here. Car broke down, no car, no piano, schedule in a scurry, work to be done, sleepy as hell.... ....until an angel entered my email inbox. By the way, do you think he's wearing any undies?

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Jamie said…
Nope, he is not wearing any undies at all. The faggot is wearing Tampons.
Marsha Maung said…
jamie, DON'T CALL THAT DEMI-GOD A FAGGOT!!! Check that bod out. Granted, if it was in a horizontal position, it would have been more enticing but that's got to be one hot faggot. You have my permission to shoot me it turns out that he likes to poke...or be poked....from the behind.

*praying hard*
Jamie said…
confirmed that the faggot likes to poke or be poke...look at George Micheal..kekekeke

Bunch of Faggots Maggots!!!!!
Anonymous said…
Marsha, hate to burst the bubble, but he's all gay. Non-gays will not wear those in public.

Having said that, his body looks just like mine wor! I;m sure you are VERY happy to go to my house now, ya?

Killer
Jamie said…
WAAAAKAKAKAKAKAKA...see? see? told you that bitch is a faggot but u dun believe me...kakakakakaka

He looks strong on the outside but is limp like a broken tree limb on the inside...pity the bugger
Anonymous said…
wa wa wa wah.....!!!!! woo hoo!! marsha, don't mind the men, they're insanely jealous that their tummies are sticking out, dats why. hee hee hee....

let me save the picture. :-)
Anonymous said…
Anne, you can ask MArsha, my tummy looks real nice. No spare tyre at all. In fact My tummy is nice!

Killer

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