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Oh and the smarty thing, not really, well sort of, then again no not really..... that is an AWWWWWWW story. I'd fix it but you do what you want. EDIT...oh yikes I missed you changed your portrait again. I like that one. |
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Gosh...just saw the new you.
EXCELLENT!! |
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Thank you both!
See I've changed...I am new person...err cat...ahhh whatever. I'm just glad I am not than ESPN story....I am also glad I didn't post that...what a loser. Well maybe I haven't changed..but I am thinking about it and that's a start
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Uh-oh.
Somone is in big trouble in violating the ..CAH-SOL..registered name: http://www.franklincastle.net/contact.html |
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Here's the latest on the real deal:
http://allthingsclevelandohio.blogsp...in-castle.html Maybe Ariel haunts it ,too. |
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She really tips the scales ..don't she?
Nice dupa,though. RedHeads.......... |
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I was in Cleveland once at the Cleveland Clinic- my Dad had surgery it was the dead of winter and I frooze my a** off.
Ever been to the Rock n Roll Hall of fame?
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The dead of winter will do that.
Why...yes. I have. |
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Worth the visit ?...one of the things on my bucket list..before I sell some real estate and someone shoots me in the head or I get thrown from Smarty Jones and land on my head.
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For the price and for me......no.
Others like it. If you have fear of heights you may want to reconsider. |
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FrannyBelle stopped by Morty-poo's desk....just to get close to him. She wore black hose and a short,tight skirt rather than her usual,ridiculous made from fairycloth dresses.
She asked him an innocuous question;simply an excuse to sprinkle TinkerDust on him. As he answered her he was already gently feeling her calf....and journeying higher up to her inner thigh. She had never flown this high. She thought she'd faint. Areil , the mermaid who had chosen to wear fish nets today, was in the background spying and she DID faint! Anyhoo....Morty-poo stood up and pulled Ms. Belle into him by her hips.He continued to answer her as he talked gently on her lips;taking them between his ( kissykissykissykissy)....his hands now finding her supple dupa.He continued talking softly into her mouth as their tongues slowly met; the scene graduated to both of their jaw lines giving slight hint to the sensuous motions going on inside. She was intoxicated with his wild beast smell mixed with Polo cologne....being a horesy fan. Not Franny...MORTE'.. although she ,too, was a horsey fan. Oh forget it. She felt his arms of steel as he moved up under her skirt. Her mouth was engaged with his as their tongues slowly took over the conversation....somehow she had lost her top and bra along the way....his moist mouth was now coaxing and challenging her pretty nipples to make him do more tricks for them. She could not stand it anymore. She planted her dupa on the desk.....laid back on it and said........FUCl< ME,MORTE'!!! MORTE'.......looked at the wide open legs and what they framed. Areil had become conscious again.....but when she saw this scene-----she ran screaming from the room....fish tailing all the way. MORTE' kept looking. But he didn't know what to do. He never could get past stage 4. Friends.....don't let this happen to you. Get the new book.....WHAT TO DO AT STAGE 5, written by a cadre of US Senators, today.Only 39.95. That's right...only 39.95 . Get it at all fine bookstores ...everywhere. |
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And it came to pass..the very next day.....Areil's libido was fully aroused and she waited for Morty-poo on his desk.
She batted her eyelashes at him as he approached; her tail flopping to and fro. He looked at her up close......his eyes took in her body.....and when he saw her assets displayed from below the waist.......... .....He said......... ...NOW what do I do!!!?? (Mermaids do present a challenge.) And then he thudded. |
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Sighty-poo just ran out of staples. |
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There's one viewer here....and 10 in the sporty bar.
Apparently a lot of others don't know what to do,either. |
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And so....we have another --it came to pass.
Morty-poo did buy and did read that book. Let us now knock back to FrannyBelle laying on the desk...begging. Ah wonder what happens now? |
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Maybe they already have the book.
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I have the scene all finished ...it's in my noodle.
Shall I transfer it out onto to these pages? Or shall I not? |
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