Wall of Mouths

It’s not a problem, you know we guess sometimes we leave our own thoughts live their own life, particulary when we’re a little drunk or something else.
And nothing else matteeeeeer.
You know, maybe you don’t care but I come from France, and there that never happens. Never.
We always drink milk. We always use some chocolate cigarettes. It’s true sometimes we mixe the both stuffes. But very rarely, just for a birthday or the new year’s day. But never after quater past midnight. Everybody to bed.
Think about and read Marquis de Sade. Read Charles Beaudelaire “The Spleen of Paris”. Nothing else for today.:p

Well this is what happens if you drink out of a big mug;)

i’m gonna set that as ma signature now. thx

The beginning of last month wasn’t a very good time for me :)

But at least I seem to have brought (somewhat delayed) pleasure to a couple of people :)

i can think of a few people i’d like to cunt…

Citizen Erased wrote:

Cunting is such an expressive verb. Very eloquent I think. Well done that man!

Bastarding is equally good