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Comment on Opinion: “Tiger Woods Loves the Pussy!” by MSG

MSG — Fri, 04 Dec 2009 01:04:49 +0000

Tiger loves pussy, and I hope he divorces that wench to fuck up more bitches. Lovin it. He reminds me of me: sleeping with 3 or 4 bitches a day, and telling them, after I cum on their bellies, to go so I can take a nap. I fucked lots of pussy in my time, boy, and real men need it. Tiger runs a train on women, cause his cock is like heroin. I know the feeling. Better than any drug in the world.

Comment on Bob Dylan Buys First Cell Phone by sadi ranson-polizzotti

sadi ranson-polizzotti — Sat, 28 Nov 2009 16:54:35 +0000

Ah, they SAY the S on the iPhone is for Speed, but: the “s” on the iPhone is actually for sacerdotalism…. of course….

I’ve also heard that it means the following: sadogue, saltarello, shunamitism, sicilienne. It may be for sillograph.

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Top Posts « WordPress.com — Tue, 24 Nov 2009 00:15:56 +0000

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Comment on Study: Unattractive Women Effectively Hide Appearance With Group Facebook Profile Pictures by Yawn

Yawn — Mon, 23 Nov 2009 08:13:06 +0000

And yet the ugly men put it all out there in their photos, including close-ups of their smug beady-eyed faces, repelling female viewers everywhere…

Comment on Bob Dylan Buys First Cell Phone by Rafaela

Rafaela — Mon, 23 Nov 2009 06:09:58 +0000

LMAO

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uberVU - social comments — Sun, 22 Nov 2009 22:54:27 +0000

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Comment on Bob Dylan Buys First Cell Phone by Anna.

Anna. — Sat, 21 Nov 2009 15:36:26 +0000

Porn??????

Comment on Bob Dylan Buys First Cell Phone by Penny

Penny — Sat, 21 Nov 2009 15:32:49 +0000

Well I certainly get it! I’m squarely in the Bobzone of technology. I’m not even sure how/what I am doing here. I’m typing stuff that’s going somewhere and other folks might see it….?? My children also have technology instruments that boggle my mind. Also, I sleep in motels and sometimes on the couch – WOW – maybe Bob & I are twins separated by familys and maybe he’ll even call me on his new cell phone to talk about the possibilities. My number is 1-800-BOB-ZONE! (I wish!)

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Comment on Mother of Diaper-Wearing 15 Year Old Forced to Admit That She “Probably Should Have” Potty Trained Child At Some Point by Eryaz

Eryaz — Mon, 16 Nov 2009 03:46:33 +0000

I wore diapers to school all the way through high school. My teachers would change me between classes. The most embarrassing thing about it was that as the bell rung, some of the teachers would walk back to my seat in the classroom and tell me to stand, then stick their fingers down inside my diaper to see if I was wet. My favorite teacher would simply ask me if I needed my diaper changed. If I needed to be changed, they would tell me to come up, lay on the floor (onto a changing pad) beside their desk and then procede to change me even if other students were still in the classroom or other students had entered to prepare for the next class. OMG, when the girls would see me lying there, with nothing to cover my (really) small thing, I was ALWAYS so ashamed. Some would giggle and ocassionally one would point and say something like, “What’s that?” Usually the teacher would say something like it’s not polite to point! Unlike the boy in the story above, the boys never gave me any crap. I always wondered if it was because some of them still wet the bed. I know sometimes boys do that well into their teen years. They usually seemed to be very embarrassed for me. Sometimes the girls were asked to lend a hand since they would be caring for their own babies soon enough. Sometimes they would help snap my plastic pants up the sides, and some times they would help by pinning my diapers into place, one time, when it was just me, the girl (a girl who had till that time liked me as a boyfriend)and the teacher, she was allowed to COMPLETELY change me, including putting powder onto me. I was so ashamed that I peed myself with my diaper off. She thought it was real funny and said, “Look, he really is a baby! He can’t stop himself from peeing, just like my 2 year old baby brother. Come to think of it”, she added, “his is no bigger than my brother’s is either! And to think I used to LIKE him as a boyfriend. I can’t wait to tell EVERYONE.” I started crying and the teacher asked a boy who had just entered the room to hand her a box of Kleenex off her desk. By that time the rest of the students were filing in and I was just standing up to have my pants pulled up over my diapers but not yet! A bunch of kids saw me standing there in just my tee shirt and my diaper and plastic pants. I felt so helpless and powerless. No of the boys would ever respect me again and none of the girls would ever look at me without smiling, coming over with a pacifier for me, or asking me if I wanted them to change my diaper. I gave up saying “NO!” and let some of them change me after school somedays. Let’s see, Barbara, and Patricia, and Leslie, and Heidi each changed me so often that they became quite adept at it. They used to fight kindof to see who whould get to change me. If they lost the battle, sometimes (not often though) one of them would pretend they were breastfeeding me! OMG, I really enjoyed that! But they only acted disgusted when I told them so. One told me once, “Look, I’ve seen your little pee-pee (that’s what she called it!) and there’s no way a little baby like you could ever please a woman like me”. I cried when I heard that because I figured that was all of their attitudes. I’m right aren’t I? Could any woman ever think of me as more than a little baby who needs (nearly) constant attention or he starts crying? I really am a baby! And my diaper’s wet AGAIN! Can anyone change me?