I am going to jam my fat slob neighbors stereo speakers down his big swollen throat!!!!!
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by Anonymous on Oct 23, 2007 at 2:15 PM
If you take pictures afterwards, please post the links!! :)
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by Anonymous on Oct 23, 2007 at 6:49 PM
I would honestly love to. Watching him choke them down while they're still plugged in. He is such a fat loser. Last week I saw the pizza guy deliver 7 pizzas and a bag of greasy food and I know he was home alone. He's so gross.
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by Anonymous on Oct 23, 2007 at 8:19 PM
There must be some attraction or you wouldn't watch him like that.
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by Anonymous on Oct 25, 2007 at 8:02 AM
No, not really...he looks like Lurch actually. The pizza guy came to my door by accident instead of next door. He lives with his sick father who has been in the hosptial for weeks so I wasn't really watching him, he does not have one friend. Thats how I know he was home alone. So, don't try to make this what it isn't. He tried befriending my husband but my husband thinks he is a weirdo.
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by Anonymous on Oct 25, 2007 at 7:14 PM
You should've kept the pizza and invited him over for some.
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by Anonymous on Oct 26, 2007 at 12:05 AM
No thanks. I want nothing to do with this slug! He makes me sick, actually the whole family leaches off the system. It is really pathetic. I do feel bad for the father. I had 3 grandparents that died after suffering with cancer, and do not think anyone deserves that. But at the same time, I think he is just as strange as his son. When he talks to me he looks right at my boobs and talks pervertedly. His son has hit on me a few times and it takes all that I have not to get a instant case of the dry heaves.
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by Anonymous on Oct 26, 2007 at 9:57 PM
Well, maybe your boobs are like ripe, succulent melons just waiting to be drained of their juicy burden. Maybe you make all the men around you want to strip you down right inside your doorway, push you over the table where you put the mail, pull your jeans down over that nice, plump ass, and impale you on their rock hard, precum-slippery cocks. Maybe they want to thrust into you repeatedly while your boobs are mashed into the scattered mail on the table, your face flushes scarlet, and your breath comes in short rasping gasps. Thrusting and jamming between your legs caught up in the jeans round your ankles as you sway and sqirm to give him better access. Writhing and thrusting back at him until you feel his pace quicken, his breathing louder and faster, your heart beating harder and louder until it seems it's going to burst. Maybe just then you hear him groan unexpectedly loudly and you feel his warm seed inside you, more and more of it with every thrust until you feel your own release building up and up and up and ooohhh, over the rim it comes!
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by Anonymous on Oct 27, 2007 at 7:04 PM
I don't think so.
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by Anonymous on Nov 8, 2007 at 3:58 PM
You desire your roly-poly neighbor, don't you?
You watch him all the time, peeping through the Levalors in your living room, wishing YOU were those pizzas he devours so greedily.
Don't deny it.
We know your true feelings for him.
The lust.
The naked, burning need.
Don't fight it any longer.
Go ring his doorbell. Do it now.
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