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Hi Mike in old LYME Connecticut malanteri63atg email me if you are close

Hello my sweet, Love your photo it turned me on instantly ya know I just joined your group and pretty much just joined this site ;) speaking of your group if I'm not mistaken and I'm never wrong but I'm known to be constantly mistaken (pause) it started long long ago in a galaxy far far away a family of habitual losers to ignorant to realize that they are infected with this ill fated loser gene are fleeing from there home planet that's being cleansed by a race made up of mismatched cheap sheet medal outdated wiring and buckets of old rusted nuts and bolts that named themselves the Cylons of all things...lol back to the family losers themselves running away in there own bucket of rusted nuts and bolts a scrapheap of junk hobbling across Space the final frontier...These are the voyages of the Starship (lead singer still is after all the years Grace Slick, can ya "believe it or not")ENTERPRISE...It's five year mission to seek out new porn and new ways of self masturbation...To boldly wank off where no man has wanked off before...Que the music...Ooops my bad got a lil bit off mission but I'm back now ...Oddly a strange man appears slowing taking a couple steps out of the shadows and into the light and smoking a cigarette then asking the ultimate question that has dumbfounded mankind since the begging of time and I quote "On a hot summers night would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses...Pausing for what seems like a commercial break Homer belts out YES...On a hot summers night I would offer my throat to the wolf with the red roses...The strange man slowly takes a long drag off his cigarette turns to Homer and blowing the smoke from his lungs into Homers face saying I bet you say that to all the boys...Then as quick as cat leaps onto Homer and with his snake like jaws filled with the teeth of a great white rips out Homers entire throat with a single bite and like a lightening strike vanishes back into the shadows from whence he first appeared...Back on the scrapheap named Uriah Heap (amazingly enough lead guitarist is once again named Peter Frampton ...Do you...you feel like I do...How'd you feel?...Do you...You feel like I do...Yes you do...)The Cylons chasing after the last and only surviving members of there cursed race of loser luck people and with much superior scrap heaps of useless space junk constantly keep catching up to the family of losers and engage in what's been called the continuing battles of Man VS Chicken for reasons I could never find out...They battled and busting up galaxy after galaxy sending them all into spinning a motion that also threw countless millions of space meteors jetting out and away in every conceivable direction that it's a guaranteed bet that there destruction they left in there wake will be what destroys Earth in these my final days...With no more food and running out of air the family losers crashed land on this tiny rock the 3rd rock from the sun on an open desolate dessert some times referred to as "Area 51" while the Cylons for unknown reasons also crashed on the same 3rd rock from the sun but in an unpopulated area I believe was referred to as the Antarctica and it's frigid deep waters to one day they are assured to rise and Terminate(or)  that 3rd rock...It's been said for generations that the family losers merged unnoticed into the the people of that 3rd rock changing legally there names to The Simpson and it appears to have spread it's evil demon gene into my existence and the only cure is MORE COWBELL...No no no I strayed again my bad, the only cure for me is you my Luv and together with endless hours, days, weeks, months, hopefully endless years of us enjoying every sexual act on our to do list, mine by the way puts Santa's good and bad list to shame my list is so much longer, thicker and I might as well add more harder,faster,harder, faster guaranteeing complete satisfaction and reaching THE ULTIMATE ORGASMIC ORGASMS of all times...I haven't received a present from Santa Clause not even a lump of coal he's so jealous of my over whelming sight to behold, we'll be having sex of any kind you want and with your Goddess Beauty of perfectly perfect perfection your incredible healing love making juices is the only way my Simpson curse can and will be cured forever. Bless your GODDESS heart... And yes this completely unnecessarily rambblin' babblin' of useless fiction was fun to cum up with just so say Nabraska is only a mere tiny puddle jump away from Mesa Az. and I cant wait to receive you my GODDESS QUEEN and get this never ending story and our love affair to beet all love affairs up and thriving...So cum on down your the next contestant...Oh good grief there I go again...lol...Babe lets get this party started...Damn Luv I love your beauty... :) and let the party begin,,,WHOO HOOO 

Hello sweet

She could have started a scarf knitting group and I would have still joined it

Come on Tulsa let get freaky

Beautiful! Verrrrrrrrrry sexxxy!

Anybody here from Missouri

Anybody here from Missouri

great pic, beautiful smile and profile - let's talk