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The Heartical Don
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« on: October 06, 2009, 12:49:53 AM »

(ignore please, a failed experiment in fontology)
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« Reply #1 on: October 06, 2009, 12:58:36 AM »

There's that letter from James Joyce to his wife or girlfriend back home where he talks about how he loves her farts and grotesque stuff like that.
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« Reply #2 on: October 06, 2009, 01:00:03 AM »

My love for you allows me to pray to the
spirit of eternal beauty and tenderness
mirrored in your eyes or to fling you down
under me on that soft belly of yours and f***
you up behind, like a hog riding a sow,
glorying in the very stink and sweat that rises
from your arse, glorying in the open shame
of your upturned dress and white girlish
drawers and in the confusion of your
flushed cheeks and tangled hair.


I spoke these words to my wife at our wedding. In front of a priest.  Cool
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« Reply #3 on: October 06, 2009, 01:35:52 AM »

My love for you allows me to pray to the
spirit of eternal beauty and tenderness
mirrored in your eyes or to fling you down
under me on that soft belly of yours and foda
you up behind, like a hog riding a sow,
glorying in the very stink and sweat that rises
from your arse, glorying in the open shame
of your upturned dress and white girlish
drawers and in the confusion of your
flushed cheeks and tangled hair.


I spoke these words to my wife at our wedding. In front of a priest.  Cool

Did, um, one of the priest's moving body parts change in size whilst you spoke this uncomparable piece of wondrous poetry?
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« Reply #4 on: October 06, 2009, 05:15:04 AM »

My love for you allows me to pray to the
spirit of eternal beauty and tenderness
mirrored in your eyes or to fling you down
under me on that soft belly of yours and foda
you up behind, like a hog riding a sow,
glorying in the very stink and sweat that rises
from your arse, glorying in the open shame
of your upturned dress and white girlish
drawers and in the confusion of your
flushed cheeks and tangled hair.


I spoke these words to my wife at our wedding. In front of a priest.  Cool

I bet that made her day.
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« Reply #5 on: October 06, 2009, 05:16:45 AM »

My love for you allows me to pray to the
spirit of eternal beauty and tenderness
mirrored in your eyes or to fling you down
under me on that soft belly of yours and foda
you up behind, like a hog riding a sow,
glorying in the very stink and sweat that rises
from your arse, glorying in the open shame
of your upturned dress and white girlish
drawers and in the confusion of your
flushed cheeks and tangled hair.


I spoke these words to my wife at our wedding. In front of a priest.  Cool

I think you should put it on the Blueboard.
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« Reply #6 on: October 06, 2009, 11:22:32 AM »

You guise do realize that I was quoting James Joyce, right? Blame that dirty old bastard, not me. I'm as pure as snow.
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« Reply #7 on: October 06, 2009, 11:43:59 AM »

Like the snow that ends up on the side of the road?

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« Reply #8 on: October 06, 2009, 12:17:58 PM »

Like the snow that ends up on the side of the road?



No, like the kind which glitters in the eyes of children on Christmas morning as they peak through the curtains, revealing the snowy expanse of the front lawn.

I am very pure though. I'm really not into sex or other meat pleasures.
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« Reply #9 on: October 07, 2009, 12:41:30 AM »

Sex is a primitive pastime for the lowest classes.
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