tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62989225137813399192011-04-21T15:23:12.496-07:00Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10522452807644521446noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6298922513781339919.post-14687136509701526422007-11-05T05:20:00.001-08:002007-11-05T05:20:46.748-08:00Hey y'all! I've been wondering what to write about for my 1st post... I'm squeezing every juice out of my bimbotic brains. I'm feeling pressured by my want to produce an interesting debut post with perfect grammar with a tinge of drama. But what the heck! I'm just gonna write whatever shit I want. Today is just like any other day. I've been looking forward to get to UH to get treatment for my fugly unflattering warts. Yes y'all, I've been having heaps of sexcapades and sextivities that would put Paris Hilton to shame... IF my sex tapes(if any are recorded) are being leaked to the net. But warts aside, there's something more important at stake. Today, I'm with a motive to seduce Dr. Tan with properly planned misleading questions. One of the questions are:<br /><br />- "Dr. Tan, can I have oral sex now?"<br />If you're good in English, you'll understand that this question has two meanings.<br />a) It can suggestibly be an invitation to suck Dr. Tan's cuckoo. Or,<br />b) to enquire whether it is safe to have oral sex now with my current condition.<br /><br />Hahaha I love English. It distorts truth and tingles the horny mind >=) So anyways, I'm waiting to see Dr. Tan. Meanwhile, I've been making trips to the toilet a couple of times to fix my hair such that it's erection-worthy, while my eyes scan for hot men in the vicinity. Much to my dismay, none of the men were worthy of having a place in my wet-dreams. To make matters worse, my unfortunate eyes encountered this repulsive man in his 20's digging enthusiastically underneath his nails in hope of finding "treasure".......... which he stores so graciously in his mouth. Eww... fuck!<br /> The announcement of my queue number rescued me from the disgusting "thing" and carried me into the Dr. Tan's room-cum-porno-stage. I was feeling a little nervous but sexcited at the same time. I took of my clothes so he could fuck me... no I'm just kidding, so he could check my warts. He then applied some medicine on my warts which stung. The braver side of me told me to moan like a slut but my cowardly side prevailed. Moving on to plan B, where I was suppose to pop the oral sex question... that didn't happen either.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6298922513781339919-1468713650970152642?l=erics-candy-shop.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10522452807644521446noreply@blogger.com0