stinky anonymous -_- I don't get it. I know in my heart if Jesus existed he would give me a clue. I am not talking about some old book with scary stories - I mean he would really get down with me and chill! But the funny thing is... I was walking home a few days ago passed the ghetto and three guys pulled me into an ally so deep and narrow it was like a tunnel. When I saw the first guy start to unzip his pants I just drop to my knees and started praying. Oh GOD! Oh GOD! oh GOD! He just looked down at me and pulled out his nasty weenie and said - yah grl that's jus wherr I wans ya ta b. Then he tore at my t-shirt until my breasts where exposed. Then pinched my nipple soooo hard with a twist I almost fainted. I could smell his stinky crotch as he pulled me near. I wanted to scream -- but all I do was whisper. No lord, please no. Then I heard a whoop whoop cop car thingie sound and saw a bright light shine at the end of the tunnel. Next thing I knew they all ran like roaches when you turn on the light. OK so -- it was no burning bush but it sure saved mine! Perhaps I'll have to reconsider this thing called faith! -_- 040218 ... The Spork The above Blathe, in it's entirety and all of its repetitions, To say Nothing of its Author 040218 ... smurfus rex hehe 040218 ... bite_me very true 040218 ... vivaldi my breath my shirt my armpits my hair my groin my underwear my pants 050501 ... jane ew. 071022 what's it to you? who go blather from