It's with a heavy heart & a teer in my eye that I read of your departure.
It's with a heavy heart & a teer in my eye that I read of your departure.
a teer in your eye.Yeah wheres Punterminator?.
You know what you do?Call into Barts daughter Domy and tell her that i really thick and that i wont tell anyone here that she is simply trying to get me to call to her in order to put up a review.
Proof of it.Her last pm to me was "whats the weather in Dublin like?She was in Prague.
I said "i dont know because im in Cork."
The Simpsons Vol 8,
Westside.
Hey,you have all the homosexual jargon.Makes me wonder.Ah well, only you know the right time to come out.Anyway i am off,just didnt say when.
West and Peter, the Perfect Pair,
Westside.
PS if you need anyone to talk to with regards to your latent homosexuality then im only a sperm shot away.
But.......but............but Domy?????You know i cant live without you?You know i need you so so much.I cant even control my bowel movement over all of this terrible ,terrible emotional turmoil that you have created just for me.
I love you but im not in love with you.hahahahha Seriously ,Sweetie you have broken my heart.I will now be upset for many seconds.Damn.
Ye little Sweetie ya,
Westside.
PS i just showed my dog your profile..........he bit me and ran off yelping.Have to find the fucker now
Now,call me what you want.Imagine i have several usernames,sorry sweets only one(well two if you include Irelands best plumber) but i will not stand and have my incredible taste in music knocked.Sweetie, "I wanna know what love is" is one of the most beautiful songs ever written.Anyone for which that song doesnt touch has the emotional makeup of a scraped car number plate.
I will chop my balls off,give up the gym,grow a huge fat belly and fondle my tomcats tesicles before id go back to IIE and those numnuts.
Anyway back to love songs.You dont like my list yet describe yourself as a seductress.Great.what do you seduce them with?A subtle knock on the back of the head?
You know its just as well ,i wont be calling into you.My gift to you would be my manboobs and a single rose along with one polo mint.Oh yes sweetie,you'll never find West without a mint in his mouth.Anyway i would call on a midsummers night with the stars shining from the heavens above,a bottle of champ in one hand and a single rose in the other.I would stare deep into your eyes and undress your mind.I would then pour out the champ,give you a polo mint and .get the hell out of it while your mouth is closed......hahahhaha ah Sweets your alright.Your ok love.
Smooching in Smithfield,
Westside.