TO KENDEN SINCE IT WOULDNT LET ME POST THIS ON COMMENTS.......FUCKER.

[charlotteglory1]

oh my god becky in my wildest dreams i would run into bernie ( the pimp ) spray painting his moniker on another piece of property, claiming it his own. Then he would wine and dine me at the swank little cafe right down the street named NY Pizza where he would order the finest thin crust pastry with pepperoni and anchovies, and the most expensive bottle of mountain dew. Then he would take me back to his penthouse tenament where he would grace my cheek with the finest slap known to man, only after pleasuring me me with the gentle love and respect a woodpecker has on any wooden surface all the while whispering the tender sweet nothings that resemble "whats my name bitch!?"

i only wish that every girl could find her Bernie... *sigh*