I like beautiful girls with the name: "Felicia" lol

 Selena Gomez, I want you to know this

Of all of the glorious glory-holes in Tantric sex clubs, I’ve never prescribed to “Club” magazine, and now it’s no where to be seen, strictly taken out of gas stations, different placement, all throughout our great Nation!

For the dirtiest of all whores, licking and rubbing with a little middle finger, go fiddle-fiddle, Fuddling with the Fucking to and fro from whether-whince-once I put it where it didn’t belong in a man, oh man- oh man- oh man- I do what I can, and although I did what I did (and didn’t do…) I want you to know, I LOVE YOU, DOCTOR CANDIDO AND JUSTINE ARAGONA, so “get me off” the hitch of my cock, you bitch, hitchhiking hagging and flagging down a Ford with an American Flag, on the bumper sticker and the plot gets thicker, thick as The Qur’an, all through the span, but without Spicks or Hicks, it is the minimal races who have I the tooth-picks to pick on, and on and on, as the light goes green, I’m all clean. And I’m all sober since 2016 I got my learners permit on my birthday, that I remember was a Thursday

And Laurie Griffin, I want you to know that I greatly appreciate you moving a mile away, having bought you gifts, you beauty you with a small trim bum, that I like, I like, I love, and your little daughter Grace, take she can take a hike! Oh how I dislike children in car-seats on the Mass Pike, and Laurie, your drink, it I won’t spike with shots of liquor, as you taste my creampie in the ass, you beautiful lass!

ASS ASS ASS ASS bring on your ass for me to demonstrate your taint, and the tainted men’s room, that two times I’ve had a swoon with a lady there, both in the ASS ASS ASS ASS, that Laura would taste, my spermy-wormies, they didn’t go to waste! *gulp* with Forrest Gump running races, and doing all the paces, with a prick-ante pacing the Pace salsa and chips…

Room for a salad,

Don’t be mad,

For I am glad.

So Glad there’s some trash in the bag of the canister, hold onto the banister, or you’ll flip, oh how to trip, alas the LSD lightship with my shattered left hip, ouch, and I’ll pump you in the crouch on the couch so coochie-coo I see you! Do you see me (at Averte?) it’s where I want to be, all me, me me!

Ala a crash the system I missed them, then, but that’s enough with that as I put on my Top Hat from Breaking Bad, all the seasons I had, and have, so cruising the Ave. And you? I wonder what’s new??? *sneeze* ah - choooo

But I’m not through

From whence-came the fortnight sleeping in a fort, the mission, hmm? The mission in the missionary and not to abort!