triplesixer

ok...so like i was comeing down this mountain, and i met this girl.. and she had, i think they were something like "pinions" or something.. but we had the same opinions,, oh thats it..we had the same opinions.. and we were holding them back, and fuck, it hurt so bad.. i was all jumping out of my flesh, and wut not.. and then i said.... cash in..yo dood, i BETTER cash in.
so we cashed in, and got lots of honey from mrs. smith. oh. oh. ohhh oh ooohhhhh.
but still i was running shine..cause my grandfather had tough me all the secrets of the trade, he taught how to bottle all the best of what i'd made. he taught me how to utilize the guns and ammunition, he taught me how to deal with those who envied my position yeah....untill roscoe p. coltrane came a' knockin on my door.. he told me i wont be makin that corn liquor no more.. i finally got to utilize the guns and ammunition, i finaly got to deal with those who envied my position...yeuuh.
but it will all turn out to be just fine, and i'll get over this life, in due time..and as i lay here, wishing my body dead, i think about, all those things i said. and i wonder if things will ever work out right, and if i'll always be in pain...maybe i wont always feel this way.... maybe my friend peter can tell me what to do?....
P>S> i like girls...

edited to add stuff here......

oh shit, that reminds me of a funny joke....
Q: how can you tell if a girl is ticklish?
A: give her two test tickles.....

which reminds me of another....
Q: how do you know if a man is gay?
A: he gets a hard on when your butt fucking him....

P>S> i still really like girls..

write something in my testi region will ya!...
and i will be your pal,
triplesixer..4life..