havoc
Shaolin Ninja
From: [email protected]
To: [email protected]
Date: 8-2-01
All I know is when you and I attempt to flame each other you always bury me like a carcass. And after I finshed spamming the board with clip on nose ring websites, burning all the hair off my cat and cutting my self while sobbing and sawing my finger inside my wong-worn asshole I realize this.
Understand that I am in fact a worthless, balding, scab headed hater and that its very difficult to let someone beat me and admit to it. But truth be known after our last flame fest I sort of started feeling attracted to you, Havoc. Sometimes I imagine you as a beef sandwich and I want you to have my dressing. The way you flamed me down to a stupid, bloody nub after all my efforts was just so amazing I felt I needed you in me. DEEP in me.
I for the first time in my life felt like a twisted, horny, dirty fag prince and let me tell you something, I loved it, ALOT. Thats right, I loved it so much I put on my mothers 48L girdle and jerked off with three fingers up my ass until I had a seizure and fell into a deep sleep. I awoke with myself stuck to the girdle and I had shit myself silly, but I knew one thing, I LIKE COCK. I felt as if I needed your Havoc mansauce to coat me like an Earl Schives paint job.
What I'm saying here is that yes Havoc is the better flamer, one of the best to ever bless the cyber world. But I love him, and I want him to inject his technique into my lily white tush from now till eternity.
I confess, I love you, Havoc.
The end.
Bro, obviously Latimer and you arent working out but I am not gay nor do I have any plans on being gay in the future. Send this email to Cornholio or Big Buck, they are the ones who could help. peace
To: [email protected]
Date: 8-2-01
All I know is when you and I attempt to flame each other you always bury me like a carcass. And after I finshed spamming the board with clip on nose ring websites, burning all the hair off my cat and cutting my self while sobbing and sawing my finger inside my wong-worn asshole I realize this.
Understand that I am in fact a worthless, balding, scab headed hater and that its very difficult to let someone beat me and admit to it. But truth be known after our last flame fest I sort of started feeling attracted to you, Havoc. Sometimes I imagine you as a beef sandwich and I want you to have my dressing. The way you flamed me down to a stupid, bloody nub after all my efforts was just so amazing I felt I needed you in me. DEEP in me.
I for the first time in my life felt like a twisted, horny, dirty fag prince and let me tell you something, I loved it, ALOT. Thats right, I loved it so much I put on my mothers 48L girdle and jerked off with three fingers up my ass until I had a seizure and fell into a deep sleep. I awoke with myself stuck to the girdle and I had shit myself silly, but I knew one thing, I LIKE COCK. I felt as if I needed your Havoc mansauce to coat me like an Earl Schives paint job.
What I'm saying here is that yes Havoc is the better flamer, one of the best to ever bless the cyber world. But I love him, and I want him to inject his technique into my lily white tush from now till eternity.
I confess, I love you, Havoc.
The end.
Bro, obviously Latimer and you arent working out but I am not gay nor do I have any plans on being gay in the future. Send this email to Cornholio or Big Buck, they are the ones who could help. peace