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|    Message 95,882 of 96,349    |
|    barfingyak@gmail.com to Colonel Edmund J. Burke    |
|    Re: HOW I SPENT MY SUMMER SOLSTICE ON HE    |
|    25 Jan 19 14:00:48    |
      On Friday, January 25, 2019 at 10:53:11 AM UTC-6, Colonel Edmund J. Burke       wrote:       > On 1/24/2019 11:39 AM, barfingyak@gmail.com wrote:       > > On Thursday, January 24, 2019 at 12:36:11 PM UTC-6, % wrote:       > >> On 2019-01-24 11:22 a.m., Colonel Edmund J. Burke wrote:       > >>> HOW I SPENT THE SUMMER SOLSTICE       > >>> Day two and counting down to Fall. Yesterday was the longest day of the       > >>> year--if you live on or about the equator. Everywhere else it's just a       > >>> long day. Speaking of long days, I had one of those yesterday. It       > >>> happened like this...... Pleasance dragged me along to JC Penny......and       > >>> well......       > >>>       > >>> eventually she wandered off somewhere by her lonesome. Which left me       > >>> milling around the isles for ten minutes or so--looking for her and       > >>> beginning to suspect the store dicks thought I was a likely shoplifter.       > >>> Then I finally strolled across one. A freakin' chair! If you've ever       > >>> been, you know there aren't more than two of 'em in any of those       > >>> freakin' Penny stores. I packed my ass into that chair without delay,       > >>> settling in for what might be a long wait. It was a nice chair. Metal       > >>> frame with an upholstered back and contoured seat that felt good against       > >>> my cheeks. But enough of that.       > >>>       > >>> I glanced around and . . .? Wouldn't you know it, I was plopped down       > >>> right in the middle of the fucking bras. Which I pretended not to       > >>> notice, lol. Fucking row after goddamn row of fucking bras! Bras to hold       > >>> tits I couldn't fondle and suck in ten thousand years. Well...... I just       > >>> sat there twiddling my thumbs, thinking about that, passing time.       > >>>       > >>> But soon my mind began to wander, as it often does, towards other       > >>> important matters; and I found myself called to duty with the sizing up       > >>> of women's asses. A good place to do just that. Women everywhere. So       > >>> then . . . Has it ever crossed your mind . . . about how lots of women       > >>> these days have disgusting fat, sloshy asses? Like a twin lumps of       > >>> melting Jello in a shithouse--it's "Quanto orribile!" I assaulted my       > >>> sensibilities by picturing, in a military mind, what these young women       > >>> with "orribile" asses might look like about a decade or so down the       > >>> road; and the mental pic reminded me of the old saying, "an ass like a       > >>> forty-dollar cow." Surely such lardasses would never grace the pages of       > >>> "Cosmo."       > >>> The nice firm, tight ass--the Holy Grail benchmark for most men--seemed       > >>> the exclusive domain of young teen shoppers, who went about their       > >>> business in the B-cup isle. From eighteen on, girls, it's a downhill       > >>> toboggan ride for you. I think you know this, too. Of course you do. It       > >>> explains why you girls are in such a hurry to get a'hold of a man while       > >>> you're still young--while there's still something desirable about you.       > >>> Personally, I'm a leg n' ass man, so I appreciate a fine ass, and I'm a       > >>> good judge of the same. But enough of that.....       > >>>       > >>> At any rate, sitting there on my own ass, it slowly dawned upon me that       > >>> my presence there amid the bras was not especially unnoticed. Then some       > >>> cow with an ass like a fucking rhinocerous, blockading the entire isle       > >>> behind it, despised me a withering glance. “Like I fucking care,       bitch.       > >>> Cunt! Nobody would fuck you," I thought. I was just about to get the       > >>> hell outa there and go look for Pleasance again when who but she       > >>> appeared. When she asked me what I had been doing, I simply said that I       > >>> had had enough of asses for one day.       > >>>       > >>> Colonel Edmund J. Burke       > >>> U.S. Army, ret.       > >>       > >> too bad the summe soltice hasn't happened yet       > >        > > Most tranny asses stay nice and tight. Very few sag like the melting       mozarella cheese-asses of the hags you saw. Some of the tight asses you lusted       after could have been attached to trannies shopping for bras.       > >        >        >        > You shouldn't call them trannies because that is SO RUDE! Ladyboy is the       better choice.              I prefer Girlyman. Old school.              --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05        * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)    |
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