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The topic for today's selection Is how to deal with your ******** The price is high to get a thrill But, it comes in a small blue pill If your private will not shoot Or, your soldier won't salute There's an answer from a lab That comes to you in a small blue tab If you have poor self esteem This pill could just fulfill your dreams If your pecker seems to wilt This will give your kilt a tilt. So, if your manhood is slightly flaccid Like the waters of Lake Placid One small pill will make a diff It won't take long and you'll be stiff It works deep down on your projection And points it in the right direction It helps the package in your trousers And makes the women all say "wowsers!" They tried a cream, now that is gone They couldn't get their work gloves on They say it works and really fast And helps to make your love life last Your girl will love it, that's the goal For now you've got a brand new pole Dr. Frankenstein, he brought life But, no excitement for his wife She wanted more than he could give The Doctor's "Monster" didn't live They say don't drink it with a beer The side effects are ones I fear They say that if your BP drops There's chances that your heart could stop And should it last for say....4 hours You should take some cold, cold, showers Then, if it's still petrified, I guess...go take it for a ride Apparently, when it's like this It makes it really hard to **** But, if this pill should make it stand Don't go waste it in your hand Don't buy generic, at least not yet For there's no telling what you'll get It may stand up, it may lay down It might just turn a dark, dark brown Remember, it's to give you pride And make your smile ten feet wide It's not to ask "what's in my pocket" "Well, dear it's shaped like a rocket" It's something to improve your life And return enjoyment to your wife For now that she knows this stuff works You won't be wasting it on jerks You'll be home where there's no pressure And having *** at your own leisure So now, I'll end with some advice And I don't want to have to tell you twice The next time you go to NIagra Take along a few ******
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May 2, 2012
May 2, 2012 at 6:48 PM UTC
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The topic for today's selection Is how to deal with your ******** The price is high to get a thrill But, it comes in a small blue pill If your private will not shoot Or, your soldier won't salute There's an answer from a lab That comes to you in a small blue tab If you have poor self esteem This pill could just fulfill your dreams If your pecker seems to wilt This will give your kilt a tilt. So, if your manhood is slightly flaccid Like the waters of Lake Placid One small pill will make a diff It won't take long and you'll be stiff It works deep down on your projection And points it in the right direction It helps the package in your trousers And makes the women all say "wowsers!" They tried a cream, now that is gone They couldn't get their work gloves on They say it works and really fast And helps to make your love life last Your girl will love it, that's the goal For now you've got a brand new pole Dr. Frankenstein, he brought life But, no excitement for his wife She wanted more than he could give The Doctor's "Monster" didn't live They say don't drink it with a beer The side effects are ones I fear They say that if your BP drops There's chances that your heart could stop And should it last for say....4 hours You should take some cold, cold, showers Then, if it's still petrified, I guess...go take it for a ride Apparently, when it's like this It makes it really hard to **** But, if this pill should make it stand Don't go waste it in your hand Don't buy generic, at least not yet For there's no telling what you'll get It may stand up, it may lay down It might just turn a dark, dark brown Remember, it's to give you pride And make your smile ten feet wide It's not to ask "what's in my pocket" "Well, dear it's shaped like a rocket" It's something to improve your life And return enjoyment to your wife For now that she knows this stuff works You won't be wasting it on jerks You'll be home where there's no pressure And having *** at your own leisure So now, I'll end with some advice And I don't want to have to tell you twice The next time you go to NIagra Take along a few ******
roger-turner
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May 2, 2012
May 2, 2012 at 6:48 PM UTC
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