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Mother may I  

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3/16/2019 8:54 pm
Mother may I


Fantastically fairy tales and fictitious transcripts of social oddities and behavior as percepted,  perverted, and published for the entertainment of the Anglo-American post-politically correct and pants sagging general public that makes me want to go home and take a shower screaming 'does your mama know what you do with that mouth?' In a vain and tearful inquiry swinging our conversation towards my two favorite subjects, your and her mouth. The muture maternalistic estrogen fueled machismo that oozes off your mom in a  pheromoneously<b> intoxicating </font></b>scent that could only be described in taste. I am admittedly attracted to the idea and concept of a subscription, newsletter, or blog reporting on the exotic exploits of your Mom and her mouth in a tastefully illustrated and edited for the illiterate elite. Something in the category of TMZ hosted by Larry Flint or Ron Jeremy in a m.i.l.f.-ish reproduction of Hamilton or Hannibal with 24/7 access or better yet,  an App called m.i.l.f.m.i.l.f.( in law fantasies - mothers I'd like to fuck) or m.i.l.f. squared or it could be titled "The unabridged dictionary of words used to describe your p.h. imbalance on my breathe during conversations with family and friends about the complexity of your Moms dominatrix style sexual essence and vibe skipping a generation or maybe, my wife can't wipe right correlating directly with my shitty luck" just as long as the premise is sexually suggestive bordering on naughty in intent and permissive in nature featuring your mouthwatering  Mom setting a plate at 'Cafe a'la Cunt' -"excuse , waiter, can I get a box" is more of an anthem than a sloganeering attempt at stating the obvious for the audience, although we are not just moronic masturbating idiots, diverting precious blood to the penis to facilitate an erection thus dropping the I.Q. level considerably in laboratory experiments conducted on gerbils extracted from homosexual transients that fell prey to G.W. Bush black ops programs aimed at domestic threats, minorities, hippies and a litany of caucasian fears. In fact, G.W.'s phobia of melanin enhanced individuals is rumored to be the catalyst for New Orleans aquatic descent into the Gulf of BP, but I digress, if there is anything at all to take away from this post it's ADHD is a motherfucker and god willing one day I shall be too.

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