He was referring, especially, to women who behave like coy little girls and indulge in teasing baby talk...while expecting MEN to PAY FOR IT.
Case in point, an obnoxious Canadian Cunt who uses various identities to tell HUNNY BUNNIES to smell her undies. FOR A PRICE, Ugarte, FOR A PRICE.
Gonna pay for it, HUNNY BUNNY?
How about a different pair under a different alias from this stupid twat who thinks nobody knows it's the SAME TWAT?
The dizzy bitch has three aliases, and shoves her fat ass into the camera so often she doesn't even know if she's wearing green knickers or polka dots. Her ad says polka dots. Where are they? Speckling her pea-brain?
Oooh, that pair does look NICE AND SWEATY. Or did she take the piss in them?
Whatever, surely you want to pay ICKY BABY so you can smelly-welly her panty-wanty?
Remember Groucho to Thelma Todd, after some baby talk:
"If icky girl keep on talking that way, big stwong man's gonna kick all of her teef wight down her fwoat."
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