On Oct 22, 5:35?pm, "Gregory Morrow"
> wrote:
> cyberTWOOT screams:
>
> > "BULLFROG" > wrote in message
> ...
> > > MR. SHELTON,
>
> > > YOU ARE A FILLIN YOURESELF UP ON BULLSHIT; YOU AINT GOT NO WIFE JUST 6
> > > SIX PUSSY KATZ., BACK IN KENTUCY MOST OF EM OF YOURE TIPE HAD A FLOCK.,
>
> > > THIS HERE AINT HARD TO FIGGER OUT.
>
> > > FATTY
>
> > I don't know, guys, Fatty's winning his way into my heart. When you're
> > right, you're right, after all.
>
> "For her visit to Dr. Morrow's birth control clinic, cybercat got all dolled
> up in her "business casual" best...
>
> She donned gold lame flip - flops...a pair of puce Oscar the Grouch 'daisy
> dukes'...a white nylon net see see - thru top emblazoned with the words "A
> NICE PAIR"...no braw, natch...
>
> She had artfully concealed the skeeter bite scabs on her legs with
> Clearasil...her upper lip still stung from last nite's application of
> Nair...and her head was surrounded by an ozone - layer depleting cloud of
> Spray Net...
>
> TO BE CONTINUED..."

I know you didn't taste her (heavens ferbid) but tell us what she
smells like, if you can... I'm assuming you're checking her out at
1000 yards with a spotting scope, don't want to catch anything... but
even at that distance you should get a putrid whiff of common
stinkhorn when the wind is right. Here's a sex partner befitting a
cyber****: http://www.fungi4schools.org/Documen...postcard11.JPG