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A writer after my own heart.

Jett Superior laid this on you on || September 30, 2006 || 5:56 pm

A writer after my own heart.

(except for the banging Ann Coulter part)

“I’m aware that Ann’s heart is made of liquid nitrogen and she lives and breathes to vicariously advocate human suffering. Big deal. That’s never stopped me from falling in love in the past. Everyone has a few issues. Plus, nice girls usually suck in bed, therefore Ann is great in bed. Don’t you know anything about logic?

“….If that doesn’t work, there’s always beer. Holy shit I got so drunk tonight. I’m still holy shit drunk tonight. I can’t even believe it. Clickity clack.”

Nobody worked it out »

Don´t be shy. Lay it on me.

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