Mar 24, 2012
so I reported ricksantorum-2012 for sexually harassing piscean7dreamer and darlingyousankmybattleship. I hope they do something about him.
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so I reported ricksantorum-2012 for sexually harassing piscean7dreamer and darlingyousankmybattleship. I hope they do something about him.
piscean7dreamer replied to your post: piscean7dreamer replied to your post: Boys would...
Anon is a waste of time. Keep up the intelligent responses…they are a breath of fresh air on here compared to other bloggers!
Although I asked him a question, and he may have actually answered me back. I can't access his Tumblr for some reason. Weird. Can you screencap it for me? <3
EDIT: Actually, you know what, disregard that, I managed to get on his page. He said sorry and...that's it. Welp.
This goes out to my sexy Colin Firth/Simon Cowell shippers out there...
To Loudly Bite Simon Cowell and Colin Firth were celebrating a gentle Valentine's Day together. Simon Cowell had cooked a throbbing dinner and they ate downstairs by candlelight. "My darling," Colin Firth said, stroking Simon Cowell's left leg, "I have something for you." He gave a box to Simon Cowell. "It is but a chagrined token of my shiny love." Simon Cowell opened the box. Inside was a humorous grand piano! He gazed at it smurfily. Then he gazed at Colin Firth smurfily. "It's snippy," Simon Cowell said. "Come here and let me bite you." Just then, a sparkly crone sprang out of hiding and cackled As wild as free horses running along a pasture. "Your happiness will not last!" she said in a saucy voice and dropped a piece of paper onto the dinner table. Colin Firth read it. "It's a page from a diary. It says...it says that you're my brother." They stared at each other sadly as the crone cackled some more. Simon Cowell's penis began to tremble. Then Colin Firth shrugged, pulled out a handcuffs, and hit the crone on her anus-hole. She fell over dead. "Problem solved!" Simon Cowell said and kissed Colin Firth sexily. "This is a handsome Valentine's Day!" They sweetly burned the diary page in the candle and never told another soul. And then they swaggered each other all night long.