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FarCenter (15,778 posts)Ancient Humans Had Sex With A Mystery Species
CaliforniaPeggy (106,941 posts)1. All this tells me is...........We'll **** anything!
Mr. CalPig, stevenumbers, and nadin's addled submarine rider do not represent the human race.
Do you have any idea of how much pron I am going to have to look at before I can even get a semi.
What was the big DUmp scandal from years back when CalPiggy was traveling around the country and hooking up with some DUochebag at DUng Heap meetups?
But, has anyone here ever read California Peggy's poetry?Just on the basis of that, she deserves the top prize. I'm pretty sure it was directly responsible for a number of the fires and landslides that took place in California, probably gave Charlie Manson one of his migraines, and even made Arnold Schwarzenegger think that maybe he was living in the wrong state.Don't get me wrong - her poetry isn't bad. It's awful. It's the kind of thing that would blind God if He had to read it. It's a collection of words that should be machine-gunned down, one by one, preferably out in the desert, with no witnesses, and a nice young girl who could be counted on to claim that she'd been shooting jackrabbits. It's so bad, mirrors crack if anyone looking into a mirror while thinking of one of CP's poems runs the risk of permanent scarring, even blindness, while thinking of it as he peers into the mirror.I don't want to say that it's the worst thing I've ever read, because I also once had to read a chapter of a book written by my dermatologist's brother-in-law (this happens when you have your first book published, and everyone suddenly has a manuscript they absolutely NEED you to read - it's a sure-fire best seller) in which every woman - and there was a new woman on every page - had the most amazing orgasm as soon as the man entered her. Every time. One stroke.CP's poetry isn't that bad because I don't have to go to her and tell her that there are parts of it that need some work.Her poetry needs immolation. She needs to have all writing impletments and keyboards, paper, blank walls, toilet paper, paper towels, margins in newspapers, and even the blank part of framed works of art removed from her home until this idea that she's writing "poetry" passes. Maybe medication will help.
Cal is something of an expert. He's looked at sex from both sides now,As boar and sow,Yet still somehowIt's barnyard sex that he recallsAs CalPeg scratches his balls.
Pretty good! H5 duly given.
