Post by UNDRGRND on Dec 11, 2018 22:51:44 GMT -5
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Eddie Suede
What do you think of when you think about success? REAL success.
Fancy vehicles?
Lavish household?
Designer suits?
I'm here to tell you one thing...you ain't wrong bitches! Success is all of that, but with one final touch, one last pinch of spice...
Endless pussy pussy pussy!
That's what I'm saying and that's what I got. More strange than you can imagine, more gap that a kids clothing store, more clunge and clits that you have had hot meals. Because when you look this good...
Nothing else matters! They don't call me the 'Ladykiller' for nothing, I've broken hearts, headboards and hymens and let me tell you one thing...I ain't slowing down! I can rev up a bitch harder than my 1994 pristine condition Dodge Viper, lipstick red. I can take some meatflaps to poundtown, and let them sight-see. I am the master of munt, and nobody can challenge that!
But let's talk real talk...
My skills in the bedroom are not being challenged at this time. Not my dancing skills, not my semi-professional rapping skills either...no, some clunky weird looking dishboy wants to test my skills in the ring. He wants to tango! He wants me, the womanizer, the seducer, the artist of seduction...and he wants to cook me up. Serve me like a slice of sizzling hot and tasty bacon. And what do I say?
...bitch, please!
I'll dance with you big boy, I'll let you have your fun. But you know what I hate? What really grinds my perfectly-shaved gears? You had to go and top it up. You had to be the shitty fast-food chef that you are and add too much damn flavour, a little too much shake 'n bake into the pan. You went a made it a freakin' circus bro! What, fighting on a moving damn truck or something wicked? Holy shit dude, grow up! This is wrestling! Not a dumb video game. This is real life you chump.
But whatever. I'm no stranger to danger. If I'm not in action, I'm in traction. Let's do it your way. After I spank your little butt until it turns pink, I'll take some joy in knowing you'll probably beat your meat wishing you had my life. I'll know that after you come close to this kind of greatness, that for one moment in your sad stupid life that you felt...wanted.
Before we fuck this shit, I have just one question...
Are you ready...for this jelly-
Tee-hee, good luck Tony Boy. You're gonna feel what a thousand other vaginas have felt...one hard fucking at the hands...of the Ladykiller, Eddie Suede.
See you soon, bitch!
Kisses!
My skills in the bedroom are not being challenged at this time. Not my dancing skills, not my semi-professional rapping skills either...no, some clunky weird looking dishboy wants to test my skills in the ring. He wants to tango! He wants me, the womanizer, the seducer, the artist of seduction...and he wants to cook me up. Serve me like a slice of sizzling hot and tasty bacon. And what do I say?
...bitch, please!
I'll dance with you big boy, I'll let you have your fun. But you know what I hate? What really grinds my perfectly-shaved gears? You had to go and top it up. You had to be the shitty fast-food chef that you are and add too much damn flavour, a little too much shake 'n bake into the pan. You went a made it a freakin' circus bro! What, fighting on a moving damn truck or something wicked? Holy shit dude, grow up! This is wrestling! Not a dumb video game. This is real life you chump.
But whatever. I'm no stranger to danger. If I'm not in action, I'm in traction. Let's do it your way. After I spank your little butt until it turns pink, I'll take some joy in knowing you'll probably beat your meat wishing you had my life. I'll know that after you come close to this kind of greatness, that for one moment in your sad stupid life that you felt...wanted.
Before we fuck this shit, I have just one question...
Are you ready...for this jelly-
Tee-hee, good luck Tony Boy. You're gonna feel what a thousand other vaginas have felt...one hard fucking at the hands...of the Ladykiller, Eddie Suede.
See you soon, bitch!
Kisses!