Don’t let that viper, that cobra spit, upset you.
She’s unhinged.
She hates whites.
She’s black and wants to be white.
All the praying to Jesus ain't going to change her skin color.
She’s unhinged.
She hates whites.
She’s black and wants to be white.
All the praying to Jesus ain't going to change her skin color.
‘Can you give me encouragement for a shit.’
‘Go,’ she said.
Now where is the fun in that?
I guess she’s a bit jaded living here.
She hasn’t found her white cashed-up prince charming.
And all she has to fall back on is another darky who is on government payments.
What they heard in Kenya just doesn’t match up here in Australia.
With all my will and might, I blocked her out of my mind.
Trust me, she’s consumed too much of my time.
She’s a vampire that sucks peace of mind until there is only turmoil.
I ran to the gym. Got on the treadmill and ran eight kilometers an hour for half an hour.
I worked up a sweat.
My heart rate was 145.
I wasn’t strolling.
I was running.
Then I ran part of the way back home.
I’m invincible.
On Duromine, I’ll punch you out.
I like these strategic strikes.
Now it’s back to a romantic night with Cialis and me.
I always dangle the carrot.
And Claudine was spreading her legs on the leg raise.
I was trying not to look at the camel toe.
She wanted me to look at it.
But I resisted.
‘I’ve always fantasized about having a PT,’ I said while lifting some iron.
She raised her eyebrows.
Oh she loves to raise her legs instructing me on ab exercises.
Bird's eye view thank you very much.
She’s from Hungry and I’m hungry for a snatch of her camel toe.
Gropamine!!!
