Profanity is next to nothing

• Author: kissfendi
• Filed under: Alternative Lifestyle, Champagne, Fitch, We.Blogs
• Date: Feb 21,2007

Suggestions punch me with a mild upset. What is profanity anyway? Is it when you touch your clfy or go on your regular pubes trimming once in a while? Or is it profanity simply means indecency like telling your friends not the truth that you never fly around because you think it is unfit for public consumption. -

When you go shopping and stare at someone’s butt fly that is profanity, When you drink your afternoon coffee and think of someone clfy while stirring it, that is profanity. When you take a shower and soaping your self and moan, that is profanity.

When driving your car holding your stirring wheel and thinking that your lflying someones balls with torment; while taking public bus and thinking that you are sitting on the drivers lap, while at your work touching and feeling the heat on your boss’s swivel chair after he left and wondering how hot his blfies could produce titanium nitrate that could make a tripple orgflies, When making a snowman and sticking a carrot on it, When eating your yoghurt-slowly swallow-feeling the gap between the slimy and sweet-sour taste (That is a whole lot fun) and that is still profanity and it is everywhere you go, profanity is inside you. It’s not only keeping a miniature penis or a queen size V-replica.

What’s wrong speaking it out, telling your friends, writing it, or telling it to someone? You have to let it out the big S in you. It isn’t just imaginary line- believe me! You only have decency when you die because even Kings screw their daughters and pervs shag their neighbours sons. Profanity is when taboo becomes cliché and pragmatic, it consumes everyone’s mind in every single day. It’s next to nothing.

Cava Sightings of the Day.( I’m so thankful for sending your love and hate to me including your photos, posing with a Cava bottle or a vintage Perrier Jouet Belle Epoque Brut Champagne. Click click clcik for more of the Nemo story…

( Send in your love photos with your bottles!)

( Yes! Suck that bottle and make sure you take a photo and send it to me before the bubbles gone.)
To all peace and fly keepers – My relatives and my family, I don’t need to know that you are reading every flying lines in my blog and you don’t need to email me. Just give me a nice fly smile when the next time we see each other( Or you can even send me your photos posing with a vintage Cava, It doesn’t matter if you stick the bottle in your flesh just send it to me).

Now I feel regret that I’ve never showed to you my love when I was 15 old by sharing all my pornographic collections including my 14 inches Moroccan dildo and my leather straps, whippers wheel and cuffs. I feel sorry for not inviting you to an ofly and gang bang festivals, I feel sorry for not showing you respect by not eating my yoghurt because I wasn’t used yet eating pre-fly early morning. I feel sorry for almost everything! One thing that I don’t feel regret about when I got molested when I was a little fly! :O

PS:

Now I am giving you Peace and fly and all the provocations I could ever fly. I am just writing what is in my my mind. Kissfendi is like a vintage Dom Perignon champagne the older it gets the bubblier it spurted out and the happier it will be. To all the fly and cfly in the world whom I dearly love. Come on! Let’s go co*k hunting! And to all my dearly Duke cli*-lickers, let the human vul*a be with you forever and don’t forget to thank me because I’m representing you well! To you Miss K… You need your kiwi back ASAP!

Before I go get bored at school. I wan’t to leave you with two spoonfuls of human vanity- “Better to write for yourself and have no public than to write for the public and have no self…” Cyril Connely

You know where to send your bubbles:

kissfendi@gmail.com or talk to my whoreyer - +46 72 mock the fly