LaMalinche -> RE: words to my slave (1/19/2006 9:47:45 PM)
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ORIGINAL: vikingoo2005 My mother lenguage is Spanish, i want to know the most exciting, dirty, humilliating and hornie words to tell him in English. I unclog my nose in your direction, sons of a window dresser. So, you think you could outclever us french folks with your silly, knees-bent, running-about, advancing behavior? I wave my private parts at your aunties, you cheesy-leather, second-hand, electric donkey bottom biters. I don't want to talk to you no more, you empty headed animal food trough wiper! I fart in your general direction! Your mother was a hamster and your father smelt of elderberries! No, now go away or I shall taunt you a second time! Ecky-ecky-ecky-ptang-zoo-boing LaMalinche ----------------------------------------------------------- I have denied my eyes, both inner and outer. I am not a child, or virgin, or modest wife, fearing to offend. No one owns my eyes now but me. If I have not the stomach by now to look upon any sight in the world, good or evil, beautiful or vile, when shall I? It is far too late for innocence. My only hope is the much more painful consolation of wisdom. Which can grow out of knowledge alone. Give me my true eyes. I want to see. I have to know. -LMB
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