Don’t Bite the Hand that Feeds You, Bite the Hair of the Dog that Bit You
“Sober October” could actually be the title of my next poem, I think, or,
and this one I just overheard while walking down Mason Street:
“Slap me with your tiny weenie!”
But this one’s more for Mondays. Or for
the Tuesday after a 3-day weekend. “Who’s got a heart of
gold? Let’s hear it for the heart of gold!!” And, oh!
Now that I’m off the sidewalk, my dear! This just in:
“My name is jeffie, im really hot russian girl I very like the virtual hot meeting.
If you are realy interesting to love chat, meeting, change photos, hot webcam (skype) talk with me
(or with my girlfriends) please go to my web paage: www.rfdatingxxx.ru. my Gentle- man, thanks and have a good day”