Juney my petit filth fleur, I am so sorry, my disco slut blinded my eyes, but she is gone...like the faded wings of our romance she has flown....please forgive me...come back to me my angel of gunt...
'Tis hard, knowing a disco balled gunt bitch took my place for a time,
and now you wish you were mine...
I will have to think about this...
maybe later when I go take a piss. I like to think in there,
no worse for the wear
you gave me quite the scare, when we were bare,
and you were all green smegma and hair.
I need to think, let me go poo
board, what should I do?
Too bad Juney turned into a stupid twat, no contact anymore with the bitch, but I hear she sells her panties on Ebay, she has to soak in a tub for 2 hours every 2 weeks just to peel them off her putrid crotch, if I recall they kind of smell like bacon, scabs and rancid A1 sauce