A poem for Paul.

Roses are red,
Violets are blue.
I masturbate so furiously,
Waiting for you.

It reminds me 'bout the time,
That I went to IKEA.
And I ♥♥♥♥♥♥ that bread so damn hard,
That they thought it was a nuke in Korea!

I was reaching my climax,
Oh yes daddy this is good!
And just like a cotton candy machine I whipped it around,
And I planted a beautiful seed into your bowl made of wood.

paul what is your skype name?

hi Paul can you give me yourskype name

nooooooob!