Eunuch Limmericks! Try it, you may like it!!!!

[Bboy]

A-1 you certainly sound 'cited,

For Antonia's body - don't fight it

Give her a call

Or email by gall

Just ask her real nice not to bite it!

[A-1 (imported)]

Colin,

you say

If it ran down your leg it was probably because you were wearing drainpipe trousers.

Colin,

Hell, man. I don't wear anything around the house unless someone's here. Except maybe some underwear and my work boots with some work socks. (ha! picture that and hairy legs slicked down with goo.)

Vi likes to take my underwear off. We have a game of chess every so often to see who has to run the house naked the rest of the night if the daughter is away with her boyfriend. I usually lose. Nature boy as it were.

So, last night it ran down my leg into my shoe...

Kind of made the hair shiny...

But shame on you, you got me out of the Limerick form. I doubt if I could get away long enough to get the passport, let alone go to Europe, even though I could probably fly real cheap. I won't say how. But hey! fantasy's the thing, right? Well, back to the Limericks...

I got a rise from the Guys it is true,

About filling my shoe up with goo,

But Antonia's the one

with I want to have fun;

I just hope that she's not one of you!

She looks so good you should see,

She's 'bout twenty years younger than me,

But no man looks cool

in a puddle of drool;

And nothing in life comes for free.

The web is a place where you're free,

To be what you wanted to be,

But as most of you know

there is less fact than show;

Whether truth or fantasy we see.

So Antonia please write and say,

That I did not scare you away,

I apoligize

with puppy dog eyes;

Whether real or fantasy, please stay!

So with all of my friends I'll be terse,

I feel like Margaritiville's lost verse,

Just a dirty old man

with his dick in his hand;

Dealing with a testosterone curse.

But before I die I must see,

A girl with a sex drive like me,

Lithe, slim and flurtatious

with ta ta's bodatious;

Good inside and out and carefree.

I've been watching the channel called "e!"

With girls in Ugena bikinis,

But watching them pose

in skimpy wet clothes;

Proves some good things in life are still free.

Now I must go for a while,

I hope that my rhymes made you smile,

Some were meloncholy

some were silly and jolly;

Soon my body will crash in a pile.

BYE!

A-1

[A-1 (imported)]

This Christmas my soul's in a fix,

My counter's stuck at six - sixty - six!

But to be on the level

I'm a horny old devil;

And I love to have sex with the chicks!



P.S. There's nothing like a little Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho

At Christmas time; or any time for that matter.

ALWAYS REMEMBER, A MAN CAN NEVER GET TOO MANY HO'S, AND THIS HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH SANTA CLAUS!



P.S. Vi always looks soooo good once she is unwrapped. What a nice early Christmas present!

A-1

[A-1 (imported)]

It must be I'm going to heaven,

Since it's stuck now on six - sixty - seven,

I confess I skipped Mass

for a FINE piece of ass;

I'll post more Christmas Day at eleven!



Damn! I DO smoke too much after sex. Guess I'll have to change lubricants!

A-1

[A-1 (imported)]

I guess I stayed up much too late,

Since the counter reads six - sixty - eight,

When I post this if it's fine

it'll say six - sixty - nine;

I hope SEX - sixty - nine is my fate!

Bye for now!

I think I hear Santa.

A-1

Shhhhh!

[A-1 (imported)]

The limericks are fun I should say,

But eunuchs could have had fun in one way,

If when they lost balls and/or cocks

then they got off their rocks;

And forever they remembered THAT day!

If in castration it's true,

You lose balls but not your cock, too,

A masturbation pre-occupation

could require a nullification;

And THAT would surely end it for you!

The wanna-be transexuals it seems,

Want the easiest path to their dreams,

So they seek out castration

and nullification;

And hope that it's all that it seems!

Most that are here remember as boys,

Someone threatened to cut off our toys,

But threats of castration or nullification

cannot quell a habit of fine masturbation;

So we converted our fears here to our joys!

So...

Your turn!

A-1