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Religions > Bible |
| User: |
"Erissa" |
| Date: |
30 Oct 2004 05:54:30 PM |
| Object: |
Rape me! |
Young 30's loud-mouthed Wiccan with a shitty attitude and general
contempt for apathetic, Lexus-worshipping, stuck up Republicans
seeks same or younger GWF for obnoxious fun times. I am a versatile,
uninhibited gal who loves sex outside in the woods, in the dirt,
in the mud, in the yard, on the hood of your mother's car and,
sometimes, the occasional rubbish bin. Oh yeah... I'm into loud
noises while doing it. There's nothing like scaring the horses,
or the neighbors.
I'm not a '10' and am not seeking one. In fact I despise such
creatures unless you're married and there's a remote chance that I
can ruin your marriage. General interests include church vandalism,
fucking and then "outing" closeted members of the clergy, burning
tires on the lawns of politicians, nice long walks on the beach with
a gun, late-night camp fires on the front steps of trendy night clubs,
fucking with cab drivers, making fun of hippies and playing "scratch
the Mercedes."
The possibility of a companion is not as interesting to me as the idea
of a sex slave who's into face-sitting, deep fisting, butt-licking,
*****-chewing, hair-pulling good times with a scratch or two to remember
each other by. Sitting on someone's face is one of my favorite yoga
positions. All things sexual are negotiable.
I live in North Carolina and would prefer not to travel more than
300 or so miles. However, if you have red hair I'm willing to
travel to say, Prague. Men, gym bunnies and other Narcissistic body
nazis please don't bother responding to me as I will only laugh at
you and make you feel even more inadequate. If this "no *****"
attitude of mine sounds interesting to you then I encourage you to drop
me an email and we can discuss things further.
I will answer ALL emails!
Love ya!
Erissa <erissa@gmail.com>
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| User: "Wen2" |
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| Title: Re: Rape me! |
31 Oct 2004 10:40:59 PM |
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Burning stuff and scratchin benzos is cool! But makin fun of cab
drivers and hippies is where I draw the line!
On Sat, 30 Oct 2004 22:54:30 GMT, Erissa <erissa@gmail.com> wrote:
Young 30's loud-mouthed Wiccan with a shitty attitude and general
contempt for apathetic, Lexus-worshipping, stuck up Republicans
seeks same or younger GWF for obnoxious fun times. I am a versatile,
uninhibited gal who loves sex outside in the woods, in the dirt,
in the mud, in the yard, on the hood of your mother's car and,
sometimes, the occasional rubbish bin. Oh yeah... I'm into loud
noises while doing it. There's nothing like scaring the horses,
or the neighbors.
I'm not a '10' and am not seeking one. In fact I despise such
creatures unless you're married and there's a remote chance that I
can ruin your marriage. General interests include church vandalism,
fucking and then "outing" closeted members of the clergy, burning
tires on the lawns of politicians, nice long walks on the beach with
a gun, late-night camp fires on the front steps of trendy night clubs,
fucking with cab drivers, making fun of hippies and playing "scratch
the Mercedes."
The possibility of a companion is not as interesting to me as the idea
of a sex slave who's into face-sitting, deep fisting, butt-licking,
*****-chewing, hair-pulling good times with a scratch or two to remember
each other by. Sitting on someone's face is one of my favorite yoga
positions. All things sexual are negotiable.
I live in North Carolina and would prefer not to travel more than
300 or so miles. However, if you have red hair I'm willing to
travel to say, Prague. Men, gym bunnies and other Narcissistic body
nazis please don't bother responding to me as I will only laugh at
you and make you feel even more inadequate. If this "no *****"
attitude of mine sounds interesting to you then I encourage you to drop
me an email and we can discuss things further.
I will answer ALL emails!
Love ya!
Erissa <erissa@gmail.com>
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