On Jul 3, 7:16 am, I wrote:
> The a-holes like you - are regarded as such, there, too.
>
Speaking of RMO A-holes, I am reminded of the picture of my terlet
that I posted here a few days ago? In case you've been wondering how
it got that way here's the deal: In the morning I shove a huge dildo
up
my ass and eat myself silly while I post all day long. I eat and drink
and
eat and drink and don't go to the bathroom all day. Around about
midnight there is a ferocious battle of wills going on amongst my
posting compulsion, my overstressed innards and my exhausted asshole.
Sometimes I make it to the crapper and sometimes I don't. But even
when I make it, there ain't no way I'm gonna sit on that filthy seat,
so I stand in the doorway facing outwards then bend over and try to
look back through my thighs to try to take aim at the toilet seat,
but
when you're as obese as me there ain't no way you're gonna see that
seat anyhow, so I just take an educated guess and let it fly. That
dildo flies out of my butt like a speeding bullet followed closely by
my former snacks, hotdogs, <pierogies, blintzes>, watermelon, Big
Macs, pizza supremo,
minestrone, cheese omelet Alfredo, and leftover duck L'Orange, et
cetera. (And speaking of "duck", that's a major element of my
strategy. If I don't duck I get faced when the projectiles rebound of
the the opposite wall). Even ducking doesn't help all that much
because of the wide spray pattern flying back at me which often has
so
much carry that it hits the keyboard and monitor of my WebTv in the
next room. And it always gets in my hair. Talk about a mess. (And
don't even ask where I take a shower.
To read more about me and to see a photo of me outside my terlet door
wearing my RMO posting costume click this link:
http://tinyurl.com/56orzz
Best
Leonardo < Credit where doodoo> Tillman
The Handelmani…
LT
