Fairy tailed sugar plum end on my 100%Cutie!! Yes'm thems there the real Cakes!!


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Can't always see through the looks, though some of us can, like that nigerian witch who works the shoe horn capital of Sioux Falls, at the Pharmacies. Instead of dolin out the prescriptions offers the patrons a glass jar with the granny candy inside all stuck together, probably from you drooling and lusting all over the lovely nips and peices when nobody is looking! Turns out to be magic sauce, consisting of eels caught off the coast Puerto Rico, goat urin and abstract nigerian witch spells.
With all the hornswaggling going on worldwide,I do not know if 100%cutie have metamorphasized. I am fornicating over it right now trying to communicate to thems in hidden but monumental tongues. My knowing concubines MUST be 100% cuties and want to fall head over hills for me. Are you having great difficulty not falling over because of me? Would you be interested in possibly going half up on a chidrin?These are the vaild and pertinent questions. Fear not, you must overcome great burdens to reach the highest of peaks and grasp hold of your inner greatness! I am here, this is my calling card, I shall lead you towards these ultimate goals, but you must have faith, and possess the ultimate cakes!!! I shall cast off the hornswagglers hornswaggling up and over the yonders on goober patrol, coming from underneath the beds, these chicken littles devoted jerry lewis telethon veiwers, pretenders to the throne.
No Foghorns or Nigerian Witches, just the Cakes!!!


I still search for the luscious and divine cakes, a never ending search which I continue to carry on in a very diligent fashion. Yes, you must be willing to fall head over hills for me and be a 100%cutie with the certifiable cakes. Bears in your mind, I will not be hornswaggled. I possess only tremendous gifts of great value to you (and yours). You must take that initial first step, the rewards are endless, the blessings life fullfilling.
Midjets under the shirt would be wonderful as well! We will eat well, sleep soundly, go half up on the chidrens, live together in infamy and gratifying happiness, soul mates entwined as one.Extend yourself in your blessed humanitarianism and deliver yourself to me, succumb to your heart and nature's calling, let us nurture one another and live for a cause far greater than that of our own alone!! To rebuke this is to lose yourself to a life of drab , unholy misery, something that surely goes against your nature, and surely something I must rescue you from, loving kisses, gifts and only the healthiest of passions and desires to lift your spirits high!
All it takes is that initial first step to take control of your life, to reaffirm your existence and grasp hold of your inner greatness!!
I believe you are destined to fall head over hills my 100% cutie, and I will appreciate your generous offering and apologize for you being taken aback by my verbiage, my fine concubine to be! I do not live in spite nor shall I be smitten, and nor shall you (ever again!) once you hatch and bloom forth my wondorous seedlings after we go half up on the chidrens!! Well hark I reckon, I am wishing (eternally) for more than just the dessert, so hopefully I will possibly recieve everything, as will you in return, the entire kitten and the tabouli! I'll never be hornswaggled! I simply desire one of the tender & merciful who will throw caution at the window and offer me the "vaunted" 2 cent piece! no worries, I understand you are still on goober patrol waiting for the next jerry lewis telethon. Per severance, my luscious one, do not be misled...it is my milk, greater than all human kindness that will do your body good and replenish the soul!! You are the one I should leave cross eyed and walking funny for the rest of your life! I hope you have good health care insurance!! Grasp hold of your inner greatness, for now is the time to bring salvation and love back into your heart! Hornswagglers beware!!The day of reckoning is just over there, beyond the yonder!! The dirt cheap deeds that are dastardly and dirty will soon be undone!!


While I have came over the fornicated realizations that in this realm very few possess the certifiable, delicious life affirming Cakes that a triple a plus plus plus citizen (such as myself) absolutely must possess.
Attaining the 100% cutie with real cakes has become a daunting task! You must want to fall head over hills for me and i know you are having great difficulty not falling over because of me. Now I am not trying to jump ahead of the shuffle or leave a live shark on your doorstep or in your hallway so 2 speak but you need to re-think the strategem. I am sure you will come to the fruitful realization that I must possess the Cakes and it is in your best interest to provide them for me! I will consume them for all the eternities combined and you will be satisfied like it was nature's calling!!One day you will believe me, and feel a strong sense of knowing, and deja vu mixed together at once, and it will make sense! Its delicious to go about upping the auntie with your 100%cutie with the certifiable cakes!!! Heed this call, overcome the obstacles leaving you barren and spiritually destitute, crush your inhibitions and grasp hold of your inner greatness!!





Love is not blind mind you (and yours, maybe me one find day, at least possessing your cakes!) it possess eyes, and a tail, it is a large leviathan which cannot be tamed, mounted yes, but such a task is even too perverse for even my likings at this moment.

Only the 100%Cutie w/real, certifiable cakes (NOT THE FOGHORNS) can embrace my lasciviousness!!!



.It's one long easter egg race to the finish line, and a rotten turtle womb can only bear rotten turtle eggs, better off not to be decieved by the rotten fruits of the maternal caregivers labor!! Attaining the 100% cutie with real cakes has become a daunting task, Yet I persevere as my glorified schnookie is here within the confluence of time and space, gracing the plains, believing as I do that love conquers all, including the noblest of the nobles in noblehood,meekest of the meeks in their meekhood also.Regardless inside the nest may be the beautiful cake waiting to bloom and be offered, ready for the pudding on top!! If not I shall eat the egg, rob the cradle, even if it means the potential hatchling (and savior) must perish.

When dealing with Schnookie's cookie and cakes (provided she is a 100% cutie who has fallen head over hills for me and will fall over hills to provide head for me)it's plausible, even quite enjoyable to attempt going half up on the chidrens, no coaxing allowed. Seeing that the vast majority of you hornswaggle and remain on goober patrol waiting underneath the beds (like the chicken on the grittle thinking the pies are falling)and waiting for the next Jerry Lewis Telethon painted up and with the leg warmers and moonboots, I still believe in devout faith being hoodwinked, castrated and made into a eunuch to carry the cross of martyrdom for all. I have came over the fornicated realizations that in this realm very few possess the certifiable, delicious life affirming Cakes that a triple a plus plus plus citizen (such as myself) absolutely must possess.