
it is not like i have alot of cocern as to whether my mind is melting, and to what degree, but i am always down to watch television. sometime you can't go wrong at an early age, some times to the utmost degree their is nothing better than i love lucy. she is a genius, and i will take no other case, these are pointless gestures, because you know you are wrong, you haven't given her a chance. i know that i should refresh on my woman's rights but seeing as women have no real rights anyway, i can only imagine the stereotype then, the reception must have been less in favor, but surprisingly this perfect sitcom was born and well recieved. i am such a fan, that i can't imangine tv having not started from such a source. i might have a cateract from my screen exposure, but for better or for worse i watch the star born. i won't regret a single day tucked in bed, under marble surface, but far from reality. comic timing is everything and you can't suspect a quicker hand. since all sitcoms lose steam through succession, the show can not be begrudged it's early perfectly care free seasons. yes little ricky your cute, but i don't need to worry about your cold or whether or not you play the drums like your old man or if you have any other friends, cause frankly i don't give a shit. although it is always priceless to watch your crazy-ass mother solve a simple problem. i am perfectly content to watch her buy dresses, throw bizzares, welcome homeless men into her house, and act like she is from the twenties in such a manner, that to suspect a sin would damn any action possible of the human body, even in all its innocence. i will not have that, and i do not believe, but when we get to a point i can't wait on you hand in foot, something must give in. when it does, get some pop corn, in a crazy flavor and relax, to get you're dick a little wet.
bombshelled redhead.
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