Nostril. Sad that you have no friends. At the very least Little Finger could befriend you.
You seem to like both masculine and nonsensical rhyme. So you can certainly rattle off what tweedle beetles fighting with paddles in a puddle inside a bottle are called. Open your mind, Quaid, what does the goo goose chew? LOL!!!! You're one sad sack of a fuckin' joke. Oh yeah, your "brother" too.
Oh, Good. I am getting through to you. Brothers from two different mothers. Guidogodoy, I love the picture of you standing on your bed next to the poster. Was that taken 1985 or yesterday? And, you Spapad. Was that red shoe from a homeless man? I see you are dating the webmaster since you know that all three different bloggers are from the same person. Have fun! Both enjoy collecting unemployment checks from hard working people like me. KK is the one.
