They Keep Dragging Me Back In
So here I fucking sit, minding my own fucking business for once, perfectly happy going out on the interweb and finding shit of interest for myself. Not bothering a fucking sole and low and behold I find that everyone of the fucking cabal members, well ok not everyone but a handful of them, decided to take it personal that I noted that I had checked out all of their fucking blogs and found them boring.
Ana, babe, I know it’s been a long haul since you actually had something not fucking made of plastic between your thighs and your man did make it home just in time for the two of you to try to do the energizer bunny thing over easter but, as I’m sure you’ve found out, the one thing I know about all fucking dudes is that having gone as long as he did without a little pussy, meant his performance was not energizer bunny like. In fact, I’d put money on the fact that your still saying your prayers at night that he somehow finds his patience and can perform up to the standards he used to be for he has to return. So am I jealous that your getting some? Na, cause I know the truth, your only getting a little. Just like a good sprinter, stamina and endurance takes practice and your man, he’s way out of shape.
Porn Enchantress, why you gonna make me be so mean. It really, truly almost makes me think I should try to be sad being nasty to someone as pleasant and decent as you. I mean you remind me of the woman I used to fantasize about when I was just a youngen. Way before I knew about sex, drugs or rock and roll. The fantasy was always of the dream goddess bringing me warm chocolate chip cookies and a big glass of cold milk right before I went to bed. But boring, sorry I did include you in that.
Finally there is this hardcore blogging dude who thinks babes are boring. To each his fucking own, I always say but, seriously, you want to talk about fucking boring. That lame ass fake shit you call hardcore… well unless you like all the shit in your life to be fake how the fuck can you even get off on it. Seriously, you’ve got bitchs screaming with fake orgasms, homemade cum squirted from a fucking turkey baster and dudes wearing rubber cocks to make them fucking look bigger than life. Oh ya, that’s some real shit and it gets you off.
You perfer that fake ass shit over a sexy fucking woman who you can form a mental picture of and take on any kind of fantasy you desire. I guess I know what the problem is you have no fucking imagination. You can’t form those mental pictures so you convince yourself that all the fake shit your seeing is real. In fact, even the hardcore lesbo pictures you post have to have a fucking strap-on… thats right a fucking rubber cock. See the parallel yet or do I have to draw you a picture.
Physcologically, your simply not in touch with reality and that I do think I can prove. What kind of man needs to see a cock, even if it is a fucking rubber one, to get off? What kind of real man would post a fucking cute little birdie like this on his hardcore fucking porn website and meekly comment under it follow me. The only answer any intelligent human being could come up with… a ghey man in denial.
Which explains everyting. Why you need to see a cock in the porn you watch. Bet you even like the big juicey ones stuck up some chicks ass so deep she’s screaming. You simply hate women to the point you need to hear them scream and you love that fact that its a man with a big juicy cock doing it. You fixate on that large hunk of man meat.
Sorry dude, sometimes tough love is the only thing a friend can do to help another friend out. It’s tough for me to be this mean but I fucking just want to help out man. Get you onto the road of rightousness. See things the way they are. Become the person you were meant to be.
Ya’ll are priveledged, you just fucking witnessed the soft side of the Walrus. Don’t expect it to happen again. Oh, almost forgot, a sensative dude like me has got to twitter so ya’ll can follow me. Or be a punk and don’t
Now for a babe… hmmm I took the weekend off from doing any of my normal babe stuff. So, I turned to the only person, the only place where I knew I’d find a hot babe up to my standards, Flip and Nudes Planet
Dude, you been reading my shit for awhile now. How about leaving a fucking comment and letting me fucking know how you feel about the shit I write or possibly Share Chasing The Walrus with Twitter
I ran across this site today that made me laugh my ass off so I thought I’d scrap a few of his pics, share them today here and give his site a little link love to go along with the theft. I fucking hope he doesn’t mind too much but fuck him if he can’t take a joke. Anyway, the site is 
Only because I fucking found this shit at it’s original source, Space.com, I realize it really isn’t "The (fucking) Hand of God". Sorry, couldn’t resist the blasphemy.
