Congratulations to Warren Hayden of Saint John's High School, Catholic and PRIVATE Saint John's!

I’ve got a copy ’n’ paste type Past of fishing for bass fish and shoveling food into my mouth for the rest of my life, yeah shovel me eating scrumptious morsels to the grave, with gravy and green grass growing, this while showing off my textual texture skills at any level, to the whisp, to the cusp of Custody where I will never surrender, as that’s not what I’m about-  picking the skinny bones from trout with a root-beer float, in order to “Cope” with no Queen, of course, I am meaningly referring to Justine, so obscene our beautiful love-making and taking her side with long strides, when she would walk so quick through the mall, trudging to—“Care” at Claire’s—the beauty supply shoppe with Bubble Rings-  I remember her Bubble Butt with enough tough pounding of me on top, of her’s, those “Goodies” her wearing shoe lifts to sip the sugary soda—I always wanted her to drink Diet!—although, alas, she was a lass fine with being a bit bulky and watching Sponge-Bob  2x  per day, to giggle with her waysss YES OH THOSE WAYS  this of her tantalizing me with droopy titties needing augmentation in this nation, which she who her yes those ways- of spending days and at night, to her delight, looking forward to the Eventual day where her boobies would be led astray with a public—almost pubic—silicone or saline medical doctor of examining the crevices of what’s in-between, for me to see!

See what, I’m capable of rubbing another girl her mom’s nub and buns, me having so much fun with the funk, her ass ingesting some of my proverbial SPUNK, and I no stranger to her tonsils—better brush and floss—I fucked that “alternate entry” in the shower!