I fear for the fucking MTV news generation that's growing up right now. Soon we'll text message in our votes for EVERYTHING... we're all gonna fucking die.
I'm getting mixed signals... first... you rejoyce in my sorrow (how you knew about my dick cancer in the first place is beyond me)... then you tell me not to spend your donation all in one place (my wish is to not have dick cancer anymore).... then you have a little kissy smilie....
I'm gonna put my stock in the smilie. Baby, I know you love me, and.... I...... uh... feel SOMETHING for you as well.. but... I only paid for this internet porn a few weeks ago... it's... it's just too soon... far too soon.