schuftsau_olaf @ 2005-12-22T00: 13:00
I humbly want to thank my beautiful lady, that you can not only help reduce and keep me as a villain pig ugly beast, every month receives the incredible grace, raked by IHR to be, but that you also tell me issues related to your entertainment on your HP. I crawl to her and beg your pardon, I'm so ugly sow ... Meanwhile, YOU can
mercy for me, of course, YOU continue to work hard, 7 days a week and collects me from regularly. The promissory note, the OTTO rates, and what I was also in the side jobs. So I had to give her in recent weeks "little things" like a handbag, wallet, sports equipment or a man of action Jahreslos addition - and, of course ice cream or other treats over. And while I rage then after work by the city to humble to do everything to your satisfaction, leaves me with Messi, email or SMS to know that you are going with your friend amused and a cheerful voice tells me to put slightly mocking of the house intercom my errands at your door. Sometimes lets you afterwards graciously deign to mock me because of my Geschnaufes because I'm so fat and me (in spite of existing lift) always can come up the stairs or just because of my ignorance and stupidity that I'm running old ass and jump, if YOU flicks only with your finger. Highly motivated and truly grateful I am then the next day and work hard for YOU and only think about how I can manage it stupid pig to bring back more money for the SOVEREIGN. These thoughts are interrupted only by such thoughts that I usually, like today again and got in meetings and in which I imagine to endure the most nasty and degrading grateful for YOU to be able to be able to show her how much I DO love. I want YOU may prove best ever among the greatest humiliation and torment, as she has earned it, of course, that YOUR Schuftsäue sacrifice themselves extremely for YOU. What we are here and we can proudly call ourselves as their cattle. In one of these meetings I was now already in progress Fantasy continues:
But my father looked uncertain. He seemed very embarrassed that I saw him in his new role. The lady snuggled up to your friend and kissed him on the cheek. "This animal was once a factory owner," she told him, while my father was on his knees always be slipping closer. "Now he is of course only livestock and Arbeitssau. He is Olaf's father. He once was delighted when I accompanied his ugly toad of son home. I had only done because the idiot had to pick up his savings accounts and then immediately go with me to the bank. I laughed from the asshole all the time, as he ran and jumped to a quick, fast, everything zusammenzubekommen, then go to me with the bank. The old man knew about it and thought nothing of course, his fat pot-bellied pig of a son would a beauty like me to friend! Ha, ha, ha, an idiot! When he saw me, then once with you, darling, he called his son a wimp and told him that he should force me to choose between him and you! This gigantic idiot had not the faintest idea what was going on. Of course, he learned that his son spent tons coal, and he felt that it was for me. He kept asking, but I was told Olaf to keep his mouth. Then I wanted to enjoy myself one afternoon, called on the old idiots and told him he could in an hour be in the street, where I got my apartment and there he would learn a lot about his son. You were just in the States, but I had ordered Olaf, harnessed in a rickshaw in front of my house to wait and let me be with your brother of the fat cattle for an afternoon and evening chauffeured through the city. As we passed by his father to stop, I did. The old man stood there with open mouth, pale and was shocked. As I lay in the arms of your brother, I called to him: "Well, well look out! So I treat your son! He is my livestock! He pays me the way 10 000 an hour for it. And the coal I squander my friend here, ha, ha, ha! " Then disinherited and disowned his son - until he suddenly yesterday at my stand at the front door. He had a pair of mules found that I had ordered the Hängebauchsau to lick clean. The fool was in love with my footprints on the mules, ha, ha, ha! He begged me to be able to please be my slave. I could hardly keep from laughing. Thus, a cattle, ha, ha, ha, "she kissed her boyfriend. Then she said to my father: "Come on, you piece of shit! In the past you wanted me alone that Olaf has the girlfriend. Now you may beg for it, along with the piece of fat that you call your son and several hundred more One of my slave labor and Nutzviecher to be, the slave must die for me and while I fuck with my friend and with him all you have, laughing squander. After you tell me yesterday at your factory have given - why should I drive thee not now "And with sardonic grin looked the intertwined royal couple on my father, at the foot kneeling an outrageously expensive necklace, an heirloom from his mother, and an envelope with the word 'retirement money for the entire family moved out of pockets ...
To be continued ...
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