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  1. WellHung Black Hole
    Originally posted by Wariat hey wellhung i met this 49yo cougar last night at that club i previously met the 44 yo single mom at and she was quite hot. but what made her hot was her style her dress and also how she was sort of tall. she has like short dark hair sort of not super short and like had this dressy white black striped dress with pant legs and like a fancy top like almost half a tuxedo going on. she also suggested us fucking which is hilarious cause we were twlking and she said something like I cant come to your place unfortunately. I want to but I cant. just out of the blue. What do u think thwt means well hung?

    She is bleeding out of her pussy.
  2. WellHung Black Hole
    how much i love pussy, and how much pussy loves me.
  3. Grylls Cum Looking Faggot [abrade this vocal tread-softly]
    That chink evil I fucked up last night
  4. WellHung Black Hole
    Originally posted by Grylls That chink evil I fucked up last night

    how u came out of nowhere and blew up the interwebs.
  5. mmQ Lisa Turtle
    Im gonna go see Ween in Minneapolis tonight. Did I already say that? Hehe long hair don't care
  6. WellHung Black Hole
    Weezer, Blue Album
  7. mmQ Lisa Turtle
    Originally posted by WellHung Weezer, Blue Album

    Hiki hates that album. He hates every album that is made by a band.
  8. mmQ Lisa Turtle
    Other than of course the little known collective known as Nine Inch Nails.
  9. WellHung Black Hole
    Originally posted by mmQ Hiki hates that album. He hates every album that is made by a band.

    Would you ever choose to meet up with Hiki in person?
  10. WellHung Black Hole
    Originally posted by mmQ Other than of course the little known collective known as Nine Inch Nails.

    Essentially a one-man band.
  11. Kuntzschutz African Astronaut
    Thinking i wish there were more incense now.






    Severe cold, stare at the code
    Keep a small circle like a deer in a scope
    Let me clear my throat (Let me clear my throat)
    Pocketful of rocket fuel and pyramid stones
    Invoke a spirit from the parallel
    Appearing as unwelcome news
    That drag you to the shadow realm
    And back for show and tell at school
    Promising a future more bedraggled than bedazzled
    When, "It isn't you, it's me," began the dagger to the scabbard
    Free snake tats, plays on train tracks
    Dorm like a door to Hell, the doorbell plays Taps
    Born inside a ring of baffled demonologists
    A casualty of otherness, what the fuck's an olive branch?
    Rats as big as cattle sent to Babylon convulsing
    The home sweet home that sees you as bag of hostile protein
    While I do believe that you believe you're adding to the magic of the motif
    Homie, all I hear is, "Dad, I want a pony"
    Fuck the police, I'm floating out with the Camazotz
    Property of nada, runs on Trompe le Monde and Otter Pops
    Roger that, cobblestone beyond the common polygraph
    His middle fingers wear little safari hats
    Chainsaw shave in the house of a thousand tonics
    They're magic if you need a cure for lack of sour vomit
    Son, it's not a thing
    Everywhere I go, I call to make sure there's a fog machine
    Posse up and follow the anomalies

    That's a unique wind
    Spun a whip out in the snow
    Really ain't got shit
    Your condition is not a condition we know
    Maximum effect
    Maximum effect

    The rats are back and built their own ship
    They're backstroking faster than the old ship
    A rat's a rat, it scatters, that's like its magic power
    The bowing out it when your house is being smashed to powder
    Ping in the rubble, located burning his bacon
    Ravens deliver him trinketry in eternal damnation
    I make disturbing the stasis a game to beat when the mania boils
    Even the days when the pavement's keeping his platelets employed
    Stole an ox on occasion
    I go through wands too quickly to name 'em
    Okay I'll name one, it's the rod of fuck the nonsense
    A basic wave and nod'll turn bravado into fondant
    We slalom from beyond the wildly oscillating compass
    Whether you connect the dots or not is truly not my problem
    Familiar with the color of permanent cloud cover
    Though I've heard there might be others, I'll buy it when it buffers
    Until then a dry and lifeless pile of, "Whys?" and, "Ay carambas"
    In a bubble watching dumpster fires multiply in numbers
    I know that fear and love and death and pride and romance hold you by your Chukkas
    Though it's unclear what some closure might encompass
    A bid to visit symmetry from civil war and swim ashore
    Sob story same as yours, but a little more, ha
    I'm in the alley pacing, I'm skirting curtain call
    I make my hospital corners in a circle of salt

    That's a unique prayer
    Pretty nervous on the low
    Only came up for air
    You condition is not a condition we know
  12. WellHung Black Hole
    About fucking a negro after dark.
  13. mmG African Astronaut
    WellHung is alone and doesn't have sex
  14. Grylls Cum Looking Faggot [abrade this vocal tread-softly]
    Lol

    Im an exorcist
  15. WellHung Black Hole
    How i'm great at getting laid.
  16. WellHung Black Hole
    how my conversations are never staid
  17. WellHung Black Hole
    Why i opt for a crew cut instead of a fade.
  18. CandyRein Black Hole
    Leaving work on a Saturday like ...

    Ayyye!
  19. WellHung Black Hole
    Originally posted by CandyRein Pretending to have a job and boyfriend.
  20. CandyRein Black Hole
    This jobless lonely nigga lol
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