Ok. First of all. If you bitches find out that I havent been blogging for some time it doesnt mean you can send me ten thousand emails asking if I am ok. That is of course unless you set up a date with me first. One that can lead to any kind of an ending. Preferably one I have control over.Oh and yes. You bitches need to give me more respect. Next time, you should kneel before me, remove your clothing, then write your comment. Also, since I am overly sexually active and overly desperate and sexually deprived. So if any of you bitches know any good gay guys in Karachi. Set me the hell up with them! I am desperate.
Hmmmm. Have I used the word bitches too many times?
Have I shown myself to be a sexually deprived horny braindead moron that needs to get laid? God I hope so.
Oh and yes, Bill, Mush and Zag; you are all dirty bitches! Now shut up and dance naked on the marble table top.
Hmmmmm, what the hell has gotten into me. Maybe it is all the testosterone pooling into my brain!
Damn it! I need medicine!
FIND ME A DATE GODDAMNIT!