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Hello. There's very little chance of me ever putting my photo here, people are bound to recognise me from the countless dating sites I've joined. Rest assured, however, that I am tall, dark, illiterate and usually horny.
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This is the only pic I've made that I'm not ashamed of...
Every time you kill a kitten, God masturbates...
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Hello. There's very little chance of me ever putting my photo here, people are bound to recognise me from the countless dating sites I've joined. Rest assured, however, that I am tall, dark, illiterate and usually horny.
I can be emailed at [email protected]
This is the only pic I've made that I'm not ashamed of...
Every time you kill a kitten, God masturbates...
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» The Onosecond
Well, not actually me
but an unfortunate friend called Mo - and it sorta fits the exact onosecond definition...
Mo used to work on a helpdesk shift rota, as he came towards the end of one of his late shifts he got an email from someone who required some assistance. Being tired and bleary (and a lazy shit to boot) Mo decided to forward the request to the poor sap who was about to start the next shift. Not wishing to appear totally uninterested, Mo added a few unhelpful lines of text and commented that this customer signed off his email with the word "Peace". "Maybe", mused Mo, "This twat thinks he's a nigger".
Oh Mo. Poor Mo, he could have died, if only he forwarded, instead of replied.
Bye Mo.
(Fri 27th May 2005, 22:38, More)
Well, not actually me
but an unfortunate friend called Mo - and it sorta fits the exact onosecond definition...
Mo used to work on a helpdesk shift rota, as he came towards the end of one of his late shifts he got an email from someone who required some assistance. Being tired and bleary (and a lazy shit to boot) Mo decided to forward the request to the poor sap who was about to start the next shift. Not wishing to appear totally uninterested, Mo added a few unhelpful lines of text and commented that this customer signed off his email with the word "Peace". "Maybe", mused Mo, "This twat thinks he's a nigger".
Oh Mo. Poor Mo, he could have died, if only he forwarded, instead of replied.
Bye Mo.
(Fri 27th May 2005, 22:38, More)