Friday, June 24, 2011
Advance #80: Hot Summer Spanktacular
The Banana Hammock is snugly in place. Gunther Loverman is spitting and/or swallowing fat beats anew from my cassette tape player. And your staid, sexless existence is about to be magnificently betrayed by the Empresario of Girth.
Welcome to DelVecchonia, your new home planet. I hope that you stay awhile.
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Ample-bosomed pop starlet in retainer robustly jacked off to.
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Cocaine vehemently denies abusing celebrity.
Straight actor finally marries beard.
Exclusive: Tommy John becomes Billionaire on back of pitchers' ruined elbows.
My Giant: Director's Cut Redbox's first 75 cent movie.
Finger-wagging Lance Armstrong to Federal investigators: "I DIDN'T USE STEROIDS . . . . today."
It's not just my large penis anymore,
Denny DelVecchio
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10 comments:
Baby onion?
I was very upset and surprised to see that Gunther Loverman did not route back to a text photo of your well oiled love missile Den.
@Anon: No, big daddy onions...and a big daddy bratwurst as well.
@YFEWA2C: Took hyperlink out after complaints from Peta.
Oh my god, Debbie Gibson looks terrifying
There's something about red shorts and gold chain necklaces that makes me want to get my crimping iron on.
@Good Nurse: You made it all the way through. I'm proud of you.
@B: Crimping iron away, love. (And crimping iron=penis)
@SP: No. Yes.
I have a retainer. Well, it's actually a night guard. Will you jack off to me?
I know, dumb question.
You're right.
Robustly?
Done.
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