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Originally Posted by Addee
I was just saying you should consider the spell check.
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My dear sweet Addee, my voluptuous shinning jewel, my delicate flower, my lovely worth sailing of 1,000 ships...
There is one thing you need to understand with your tender little mind and that is you are NOT the first to make any kind of joke out of my southern edjoomakation. I am sure that right now you think you are clever, that you got me, ole' RRC, "reel gewd" with your little joke. But you are very, very WRONG my red rose, my muse from the stars, my angel without wings. What I need to tell you is that you have one purpose on this planet and that is to please men. Right now you should wiggle your little ass into the kitchen and start cooking a wondrous assortment of delicious foods for the men of EQ2Flames.com. You should be making us chocolate cakes, hot wings with ranch dressing (low fat ranch for the homosexuals), beef jerky with pepper and teriyaki flavorings, chicken and dumplings like my memaw makes, peanut brittle, super spicy hot tamales, bacon cheddar burgers, kettle cooked potato chips, California roles (for the Asian men), and most importantly you will make ME a scrumptious selection of my favorite treat on the planet, hardened sugar molecules on a stick better known as Rock Candy which you will watch me lick and be jealous that it is not you. After you deliver the meal to the men of EQ2flames, thats right Addee, every single one of us across the USA because you are obviously so much smarter than me, you were able to point out my inability to use the spell check, you will be able to figure out a way to mail all that food to the DESERVING men of this website... but yea, after that I would send you to make a second helping, before that I would smack you on the ass and say "good job baby", at the very second my hand touched your posterior you would know, right then and there, you would be telling your granddaughters that the hand of the "Incredible Mr Rock Candy" himself once graced your backside, you will tell them that it was at that moment you wished that the inferno inside your womb would be doused by his seed, and this will be the zenith of your life.
Remember all of this, Addee, my innocent vixen, my belle of the ball, my fantasy of man.
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