Aphorisms You need an ulcer in your memory to see the truth. jokes BBW sports running, when two sticks rub against each other, very quickly, you can start a fire, but the cave geyser (squirt) will put out the fire. You can smoke at the end. Where is my jacket, there is a portal to Narnia in the closet, and gnomes, elves, centaurs have dressed up. Shit of life, my most favorite muse. Girl: I haven't had sex in a long time. guy: so what. Girl: you will squeal like a slaughtered pig, it is useless to stop for yourself I do not answer, sing me an aria in falsetto. Don't call the cops, I cut the wires, I won't tell you which key is in my bra. When I'm done, you'll feel like you've been run over by a truck. How to lose weight? Just don't tell me about the bulldozer again. That you will look like the drawing of your dreams. A lonely girl with a glass of wine and a book about a love affair, by the fireplace with a blanket, after a couple of hours all the cosmetics flowed down her face, the book burns in the fireplace, she is all drunk and wrapped herself in a blanket like a shawarma. She is beautiful, I have hearts above my head, no more spermatozoa, they play Russian roulette who will fly out of the gun first. Like electrodes that fly around the atom of the egg. Yes, I understood. The sex was great, girl: your penis seems dead and happy, like a dog with his tongue hanging out, like a sleeping angel, and no defibrillator will revive him, well, there is a shocker. Oh look mistletoe, it’s customary to kiss under it, so you say the hostess hasn’t had sex for a long time, there’s mistletoe everywhere, all over the ceiling, all over the ceilings, oh hell, the door is locked and the windows too, I hear heavy steps. These are the highest technologies of the future of Kazakhstan, you are talking about these stationery, but it is we who will survive the end of the world. Geek sex, my starship is ready to invade, your combat space blaster is loaded, one hundred percent charged baby, you see what a big adapter under the blaster. Girl: oh what a powerful power bank. The combat beam is ready for battle, open the gateway. Girl: yes captain. One continuous usb connection (sex) later. Oh captain, that was action, and the second series will be, the whole season is waiting for you. Turn on the wi-fi in your head why don't you understand me, my other head receives other signals. So much gel on your head, you look like a cast. Girl: I have freckles. Guy: rrr, you are so leopard. The whole body of a naked widow girl in the names of the former. The girl smiled: you're next. Why do you have a mousetrap written over your vagina. And you have nightclub written above your vagina. Because strict face control, and what are you, a cop. Hike to a prostitute, rent in the garage (vagina) is paid. I like being spanked. Fat girl says to the guy: stop spanking my belly. Poetry Not realistically sexy, they just don't exist. You went too far with your hypereroticism, being without you is sex torture, a teasing massage of temptations, you are an orgasmic massage of the genitals. I fell in love to the core. You are like an endless orgasm. Your beauty is a portal to the erotic dimension of passionate love. Author: Musin Almat Zhumabekovich