I’m hoping to find a well hung carny at the the Topsfield Fair this weekend! I look for the carny who runs the Tilt A Whirl. They always seem to be the equivalent of the lead guitarist in a band. HOT n’ HORNY!
How many wives would I count as if I were to marry a Polygamist?
And what the hell…are these bitches competing for biggest fupa? They will NEVER beat me!!
**Watching Sister Wives
Thank you my sweet son Christopher for clipping my toenails this afternoon.
They were getting out of control.
I’m really building up my collection for an upcoming snack product I’ll be putting out.
Oh back when I was a thin 500lbs I’d sit in the garage and have Chris stand outside and collect money from the neighborhood hornballs while Hal slowly lifted the garage door. Just like they do in the peep shows, the men got a slow peek at my body starting from the toes up as the door opened more and more. Once the door was half way up, Clive would turn on the hose and spray me, making my body glisten as it shimmied and shuddered from the cold. Oh how I miss those days.