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travolta012
Tweak your operating system
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Dr.H@l0nf1r£$
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Gazwad
Dr.H@l0nf1r£$ <[email protected]>, the
slobbering-sponger and shrill stern-chaser who likes perverted
loop-the-loops with green turtles, and whose partner is a willing-bit
Yeah! Tweak your plonker.
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For my own part, I have never had a thought which I could not set down
in words with even more distinctness than that with which I conceived
it. There is, however, a class of fancies of exquisite delicacy which
are not thoughts, and to which as yet I have found it absolutely
impossible to adapt to language. These fancies arise in the soul, alas
how rarely. Only at epochs of most intense tranquillity, when the
bodily and mental health are in perfection. And at those weird points
of time, where the confines of the waking world blend with the world of
dreams. And so I captured this fancy, where all that we see, or seem,
is but a dream within a dream.
slobbering-sponger and shrill stern-chaser who likes perverted
loop-the-loops with green turtles, and whose partner is a willing-bit
with a hideous pink canoe said:
Yeah! Tweak your plonker.
--
For my own part, I have never had a thought which I could not set down
in words with even more distinctness than that with which I conceived
it. There is, however, a class of fancies of exquisite delicacy which
are not thoughts, and to which as yet I have found it absolutely
impossible to adapt to language. These fancies arise in the soul, alas
how rarely. Only at epochs of most intense tranquillity, when the
bodily and mental health are in perfection. And at those weird points
of time, where the confines of the waking world blend with the world of
dreams. And so I captured this fancy, where all that we see, or seem,
is but a dream within a dream.
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Dr.H@l0nf1r£$
Gazwad said:
I have a slight problem there due to maximum deficiency or absence in that
department; however you appear to be the expert in the subject, so please,
for those who might find it useful, please continue in greater detail...
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Gazwad
Dr.H@l0nf1r£$ <[email protected]>, the
infected-vagabond and debauched daffodil-boy who likes lewd great white
knuckler riding with beluga whales, and whose partner is a sin-girl with
Had you a greater understanding of the English schpeel you would have
realised where the comment was aimed.
I won't bother explaining why I replied to you, someone who actually reads
and replies to posts rather than the plonker tweaking ****wit who posts that
spam.
In the meantime you could tweak your nipples if you really wanted to or try
the labour saving idea of a couple of nice large wooden pegs.
Many thanks.
--
For my own part, I have never had a thought which I could not set down
in words with even more distinctness than that with which I conceived
it. There is, however, a class of fancies of exquisite delicacy which
are not thoughts, and to which as yet I have found it absolutely
impossible to adapt to language. These fancies arise in the soul, alas
how rarely. Only at epochs of most intense tranquillity, when the
bodily and mental health are in perfection. And at those weird points
of time, where the confines of the waking world blend with the world of
dreams. And so I captured this fancy, where all that we see, or seem,
is but a dream within a dream.
infected-vagabond and debauched daffodil-boy who likes lewd great white
knuckler riding with beluga whales, and whose partner is a sin-girl with
a ratty birth canal said:I have a slight problem there due to maximum deficiency or absence in that
department; however you appear to be the expert in the subject, so please,
for those who might find it useful, please continue in greater detail...
Had you a greater understanding of the English schpeel you would have
realised where the comment was aimed.
I won't bother explaining why I replied to you, someone who actually reads
and replies to posts rather than the plonker tweaking ****wit who posts that
spam.
In the meantime you could tweak your nipples if you really wanted to or try
the labour saving idea of a couple of nice large wooden pegs.
Many thanks.
--
For my own part, I have never had a thought which I could not set down
in words with even more distinctness than that with which I conceived
it. There is, however, a class of fancies of exquisite delicacy which
are not thoughts, and to which as yet I have found it absolutely
impossible to adapt to language. These fancies arise in the soul, alas
how rarely. Only at epochs of most intense tranquillity, when the
bodily and mental health are in perfection. And at those weird points
of time, where the confines of the waking world blend with the world of
dreams. And so I captured this fancy, where all that we see, or seem,
is but a dream within a dream.
D
Dr.H@l0nf1r£$
Gazwad said:
Perhaps I could decrease their reponse time by increasing the operating
temperature?
Those coloured plastic clothespegs sold in the UK circa 1980 with the
powerful springs can be rather painful if applied without restraint to
nipples for more than a couple of seconds. : Could they be used for male
plonker-tweaking; perhaps for a masochist with a dick the size of a woman's
nipple?