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The scene was chaos almost like black friday at El Wallmarto. people being pushed around by gringo's who didnt even own a pair of spandex tights. Or even know the glory of winning a no holds barred naked lumberjack with a ***** splintter match. The people needed a hero. they screamed for the legends return please poppi save us from the ordinary. My amigo's were persecuted and i sat helpless traped across the boader do to a bogus lack of green card. I must have left it in my other tights. but once again like a old man on crystal **** and ****** the champion has returned to claim his crown. And to shake his groove thing all over Hello once again. With the strength of a small well shaved bear. And the eye's of a low flying seagull I shall drop some splatters of wisdom apon my fellow amigos. Chips and salsa for everyone . no longer heartbroken from my hellcat seniorita Drew yes her bite marks i wear proudly in places I need to tan. Let the little gringos sing like pretty little birdies and senoiritas run through the fields like in thoose not so fresh comercials. Go tell amigos everywhere pour the cervesa For El ******** Rides again.
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Jan 18, 2011
Jan 18, 2011 at 6:57 PM UTC
******** Rides Again
The scene was chaos almost like black friday at El Wallmarto. people being pushed around by gringo's who didnt even own a pair of spandex tights. Or even know the glory of winning a no holds barred naked lumberjack with a ***** splintter match. The people needed a hero. they screamed for the legends return please poppi save us from the ordinary. My amigo's were persecuted and i sat helpless traped across the boader do to a bogus lack of green card. I must have left it in my other tights. but once again like a old man on crystal **** and ****** the champion has returned to claim his crown. And to shake his groove thing all over Hello once again. With the strength of a small well shaved bear. And the eye's of a low flying seagull I shall drop some splatters of wisdom apon my fellow amigos. Chips and salsa for everyone . no longer heartbroken from my hellcat seniorita Drew yes her bite marks i wear proudly in places I need to tan. Let the little gringos sing like pretty little birdies and senoiritas run through the fields like in thoose not so fresh comercials. Go tell amigos everywhere pour the cervesa For El ******** Rides again.
This message brought to you by the campain for El ******** who's plans to lower the drinking age to 5 well finally get thoose little buggers to to bed. And by the fine folks at sticky pages magazine. Yes when you want high quality **** look no further than sticky pages. Fin
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Jan 18, 2011
Jan 18, 2011 at 6:57 PM UTC
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