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Darlings!
I'm baaaack! I know you all were not hoping (or wishing) for it, but there is no fighting against it: Freddie is back and better than never!
This week I write to you from the South of Brazil, where I am on a project to select the next Carol Trentini. Then off to Rio de Janeiro to shake my bombom to the sound of their samba on the Sambadrome. It is so cute: I actually thought the samba schools were set up like, well, whatelse, schools! With chairs, and desks, and a black board and a samba professor, the highest authority in Samba. None of the sort, Darlings. None of the sort. Very disappointing, in fact. I found semi naked people (some more semi than others), dancing feverishly to the sound of the drums. Feathers, sparkles, glittered bodies, and many, many "bundas", as they call their derrieres down here. Nothing that Freddie likes. Have they no shame?
I will report more later in the week when I visit a real samba school in Rio de Janeiro. For now, I noticed that while I was away, we had some very interesting and thought provoking threads, as below. With Freddie's birthday approaching, it is nice to see that I leave a legacy behind and that someone is keeping the high standards, such as:
1) i hope someone kills these motherfuckers..
2) you gusy seen this midget rapper from london?
3) Boys Masturbate in Class; Teacher Does Nothing (public school system strikes again)
4) Just cause I love my niggas, I shed blood for my niggas. Let a nigga holla, "Where my niggas?" All I wanna hear is, "Right here my niggas" (We here.)
5) Pick 3 stop sending me pics of your weener!!!
6) is it obvious when a chick juices? (what type of juice is he talking about?)
7) So, I have to learn this dance for tonight, fuckleshits
I'm baaaack! I know you all were not hoping (or wishing) for it, but there is no fighting against it: Freddie is back and better than never!
This week I write to you from the South of Brazil, where I am on a project to select the next Carol Trentini. Then off to Rio de Janeiro to shake my bombom to the sound of their samba on the Sambadrome. It is so cute: I actually thought the samba schools were set up like, well, whatelse, schools! With chairs, and desks, and a black board and a samba professor, the highest authority in Samba. None of the sort, Darlings. None of the sort. Very disappointing, in fact. I found semi naked people (some more semi than others), dancing feverishly to the sound of the drums. Feathers, sparkles, glittered bodies, and many, many "bundas", as they call their derrieres down here. Nothing that Freddie likes. Have they no shame?
I will report more later in the week when I visit a real samba school in Rio de Janeiro. For now, I noticed that while I was away, we had some very interesting and thought provoking threads, as below. With Freddie's birthday approaching, it is nice to see that I leave a legacy behind and that someone is keeping the high standards, such as:
1) i hope someone kills these motherfuckers..
2) you gusy seen this midget rapper from london?
3) Boys Masturbate in Class; Teacher Does Nothing (public school system strikes again)
4) Just cause I love my niggas, I shed blood for my niggas. Let a nigga holla, "Where my niggas?" All I wanna hear is, "Right here my niggas" (We here.)
5) Pick 3 stop sending me pics of your weener!!!
6) is it obvious when a chick juices? (what type of juice is he talking about?)
7) So, I have to learn this dance for tonight, fuckleshits
Heck, pics of anyplace warm so musclemom can sit at her desk and fantasize ...
Freddie
