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Colin Combover in a Coma 1 year, 6 months ago.
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The answer, is no.

Anonymous43Billy, I am straight up serious, like a Nostradamus quatrain written about me. freaky deaky man.
Self pleasuring was never all that great to me. It’s always been better when a girl does it for me.
I hate going to the store, but here I go.
I should clean my guns instead of watching so much TV.
I love to watch a cat stretch his furry toes.
Sins of the flesh is your biggest weakness. Burning with lust.
Burning with the s~~~.
At our time of life, one should be planting turnips and playing with a train set.
We’ve been down this garden path before. I’ve already told you I’m too old and fat to take the heat anymore and it’s no longer fun to play in the garden, whether it be turnips or tomatoes. I prefer getting blow jobs from gals who love to suck dick.
The evil in women’s hearts leaves them no moral bounds as to inhibit them from descending to the lowest levels of darkness to acquire their self entitled desires.
Y’all mutherf~~~ers need Jesus.
Peace is > piece.
Self pleasuring was never all that great to me. It’s always been better when a girl does it for me.
I hate going to the store, but here I go.
I should clean my guns instead of watching so much TV.
I love to watch a cat stretch his furry toes.
Sins of the flesh is your biggest weakness. Burning with lust.
Burning with the s~~~.
At our time of life, one should be planting turnips and playing with a train set.
We’ve been down this garden path before. I’ve already told you I’m too old and fat to take the heat anymore and it’s no longer fun to play in the garden, whether it be turnips or tomatoes. I prefer getting blow jobs from gals who love to suck dick.
Don’t label yourself as a Christian. It is an insult to Jesus.
Self pleasuring was never all that great to me. It’s always been better when a girl does it for me.
I hate going to the store, but here I go.
I should clean my guns instead of watching so much TV.
I love to watch a cat stretch his furry toes.
Sins of the flesh is your biggest weakness. Burning with lust.
Burning with the s~~~.
At our time of life, one should be planting turnips and playing with a train set.
We’ve been down this garden path before. I’ve already told you I’m too old and fat to take the heat anymore and it’s no longer fun to play in the garden, whether it be turnips or tomatoes. I prefer getting blow jobs from gals who love to suck dick.
Don’t label yourself as a Christian. It is an insult to Jesus.
I have never, nor would I ever call myself a Christian. Just you show me evidence of when and where I ever labeled myself as a Christian.
The evil in women’s hearts leaves them no moral bounds as to inhibit them from descending to the lowest levels of darkness to acquire their self entitled desires.
I don’t think you have. However, you said you believe in God, therefore I naturally assume you mean the God of the bible.
If so, you will believe in Jesus as the saviour, thus, being sexually immoral is not inline with the teachings of Christ.
I am not the judge and jury. I am just as frail and worthless as the rest of humanity.
How are things anyway?I don’t think you have. However, you said you believe in God, therefore I naturally assume you mean the God of the bible.
If so, you will believe in Jesus as the saviour, thus, being sexually immoral is not inline with the teachings of Christ.
I am not the judge and jury. I am just as frail and worthless as the rest of humanity.
How are things anyway?I absolutely believe in God, yes the God of the Bible. I absolutely believe in Jesus the Savior. Yes, I have the sin of lust, as well as a few others. Therefore, I am not good enough to call myself a Christian. Doesn’t change my beliefs. I am a sinner and that is why I need God and His Son Jesus.
You’re damn right you’re not the judge of me, you frail human. I don’t think I can call you worthless though. I have had some uncomfortable speakings with you, but also some good ones.
Things aren’t bad. Haven’t seen any trespassers on the cameras lately, but I have captured pictures of the police car patrolling my place when I’m away, so that makes me very happy. Believe I’ll go thank them the next time I see them.
Heat is awful, but it makes very good sun tea. I love my tea strong. Changed the oil in my truck a couple weeks ago and the heat had me breathing pretty hard. Mowed the yard two days ago and had to take two breaks in the air conditioning to catch my breath. I sure wish I could take the heat as when I was younger and healthier. Tumbleweeds caught fire and bought burned down my damn house.
Tonight’s the night I go to my hangout. Can’t wait. My one and only night out to interact with friends and have good drinks and good food. Maybe you should come over and recite some of your homo-erotic poetry. LMAO! Of course, only if you’d like to be asked to leave. That would be very uncomfortable and I would deny with my very last breath ever knowing you.
And how have things been going for the English monster with his new beard growth?
The evil in women’s hearts leaves them no moral bounds as to inhibit them from descending to the lowest levels of darkness to acquire their self entitled desires.
Yes, a tight straight line is beset with temptations. None are infallible except the Word that is, was, and will every be.
Good to hear you have had no further incidences.
Heat in blighty has been horrific. Humidity insufferable. Burning tumbleweed eh…your fault for living in Kansas, the home of tumbling tumbleweed.
Give me your zipcode and I will be there in 10hours. Reciting my sublime poems will be a conversation change from whose going to win the tobacco spitting championships, what really happened with 9/11, how Bruce Jenner is recovering from his/her latest rectum surgery, how many cowboy hats you can fit on one’s head, and reminiscing about your high-school Jock days.Me, yeah still a tortured soul longing for solace out of this twisted dimension. The beard?, an unknown entity that continues to confound the masses.
Me, yeah still a tortured soul longing for solace out of this twisted dimension. The beard?, an unknown entity that continues to confound the masses.
The beard must be you, since you are an unknown entity that confounds the masses.
Why don’t you choose a damn avatar? I get sick of seeing the default. Someone as creative as you should be able to come up with a right good one.
The evil in women’s hearts leaves them no moral bounds as to inhibit them from descending to the lowest levels of darkness to acquire their self entitled desires.
Me, yeah still a tortured soul longing for solace out of this twisted dimension. The beard?, an unknown entity that continues to confound the masses.
The beard must be you, since you are an unknown entity that confounds the masses.
Why don’t you choose a damn avatar? I get sick of seeing the default. Someone as creative as you should be able to come up with a right good one.
The sides are coming on John. Takes time being ginger to fill in. Give it another 4-6weeks and I will be a throwback to the Viking age. A berserker personified.
I have a avatar in my head. Again, being technologically deformed, I don’t know how to do it.Well done colin, this was one of your best efforts, so much better than the ones that focused on obscenity.
I think that the tendency for modern “verse” to be filled with foul and upsetting imagery is just a childish reaction to an image filled age. If I want images I will look at a picture words need to give me something more. If I am going to bother to read verse it will have to be more than an upsetting cartoon.
A woman is like fire -fun to play with, can warm you through and cook your food, needs constant feeding, can burn you and consume all you own
Me, yeah still a tortured soul longing for solace out of this twisted dimension. The beard?, an unknown entity that continues to confound the masses.
The beard must be you, since you are an unknown entity that confounds the masses.
Why don’t you choose a damn avatar? I get sick of seeing the default. Someone as creative as you should be able to come up with a right good one.
The sides are coming on John. Takes time being ginger to fill in. Give it another 4-6weeks and I will be a throwback to the Viking age. A berserker personified.
I have a avatar in my head. Again, being technologically deformed, I don’t know how to do it.Who the hell is John?
We don’t have gingers where I live, at least not out in public. We’ve chased them into the woods. They sometimes come out and light tumbleweeds on fire and try to burn down our houses while reciting f~~ poetry.
Ah, damn to hell your technologically deformed ass! You’ve still not mastered posting videos either, have you, even with my wonderfully detailed instructions I’ve given you. Have you even tried? A tom cat could do it.
The evil in women’s hearts leaves them no moral bounds as to inhibit them from descending to the lowest levels of darkness to acquire their self entitled desires.
Well done colin, this was one of your best efforts, so much better than the ones that focused on obscenity.
I think that the tendency for modern “verse” to be filled with foul and upsetting imagery is just a childish reaction to an image filled age. If I want images I will look at a picture words need to give me something more. If I am going to bother to read verse it will have to be more than an upsetting cartoon.
Well, this was a musing as opposed to the recent “poetry” ones. Sometimes vulgarity needs to be used to highlight the point. Some of the poems I compose are there to shock and place a crass imagine into the viewers Hippocampus.
I will be writing a few more sombre ditties, as I am in a stage of spiritual growth.Me, yeah still a tortured soul longing for solace out of this twisted dimension. The beard?, an unknown entity that continues to confound the masses.
The beard must be you, since you are an unknown entity that confounds the masses.
Why don’t you choose a damn avatar? I get sick of seeing the default. Someone as creative as you should be able to come up with a right good one.
The sides are coming on John. Takes time being ginger to fill in. Give it another 4-6weeks and I will be a throwback to the Viking age. A berserker personified.
I have a avatar in my head. Again, being technologically deformed, I don’t know how to do it.Who the hell is John?
We don’t have gingers where I live, at least not out in public. We’ve chased them into the woods. They sometimes come out and light tumbleweeds on fire and try to burn down our houses while reciting f~~ poetry.
Ah, damn to hell your technologically deformed ass! You’ve still not mastered posting videos either, have you, even with my wonderfully detailed instructions I’ve given you. Have you even tried? A tom cat could do it.
<iframe width=”500″ height=”375″ src=”https://www.youtube.com/embed/Bh6-tESNv9k?feature=oembed” frameborder=”0″ allowfullscreen=”” allow=”autoplay; encrypted-media”></iframe>
Of course you don’t. There is only a sea of men in pointy hats and white gowns dancing around a heap of tumbleweed, calling each other “boy” where you reside.
Yes, I am tech retard, still don’t understand your description of how to embed videos.Me, yeah still a tortured soul longing for solace out of this twisted dimension. The beard?, an unknown entity that continues to confound the masses.
The beard must be you, since you are an unknown entity that confounds the masses.
Why don’t you choose a damn avatar? I get sick of seeing the default. Someone as creative as you should be able to come up with a right good one.
The sides are coming on John. Takes time being ginger to fill in. Give it another 4-6weeks and I will be a throwback to the Viking age. A berserker personified.
I have a avatar in my head. Again, being technologically deformed, I don’t know how to do it.Who the hell is John?
We don’t have gingers where I live, at least not out in public. We’ve chased them into the woods. They sometimes come out and light tumbleweeds on fire and try to burn down our houses while reciting f~~ poetry.
Ah, damn to hell your technologically deformed ass! You’ve still not mastered posting videos either, have you, even with my wonderfully detailed instructions I’ve given you. Have you even tried? A tom cat could do it.
<iframe width=”500″ height=”375″ src=”https://www.youtube.com/embed/Bh6-tESNv9k?feature=oembed” frameborder=”0″ allowfullscreen=”” allow=”autoplay; encrypted-media”></iframe>
Of course you don’t. There is only a sea of men in pointy hats and white gowns dancing around a heap of tumbleweed, calling each other “boy” where you reside.
Yes, I am tech retard, still don’t understand your description of how to embed videos.I’ve just about given up on you. The only thing left to do is hack you to death with my new machete.
The evil in women’s hearts leaves them no moral bounds as to inhibit them from descending to the lowest levels of darkness to acquire their self entitled desires.
Me, yeah still a tortured soul longing for solace out of this twisted dimension. The beard?, an unknown entity that continues to confound the masses.
The beard must be you, since you are an unknown entity that confounds the masses.
Why don’t you choose a damn avatar? I get sick of seeing the default. Someone as creative as you should be able to come up with a right good one.
The sides are coming on John. Takes time being ginger to fill in. Give it another 4-6weeks and I will be a throwback to the Viking age. A berserker personified.
I have a avatar in my head. Again, being technologically deformed, I don’t know how to do it.Who the hell is John?
We don’t have gingers where I live, at least not out in public. We’ve chased them into the woods. They sometimes come out and light tumbleweeds on fire and try to burn down our houses while reciting f~~ poetry.
Ah, damn to hell your technologically deformed ass! You’ve still not mastered posting videos either, have you, even with my wonderfully detailed instructions I’ve given you. Have you even tried? A tom cat could do it.
<iframe width=”500″ height=”375″ src=”https://www.youtube.com/embed/Bh6-tESNv9k?feature=oembed” frameborder=”0″ allowfullscreen=”” allow=”autoplay; encrypted-media”></iframe>
Of course you don’t. There is only a sea of men in pointy hats and white gowns dancing around a heap of tumbleweed, calling each other “boy” where you reside.
Yes, I am tech retard, still don’t understand your description of how to embed videos.I’ve just about given up on you. The only thing left to do is hack you to death with my new machete.

I thought you were a Christian, not a Muslim……or has America finally banned guns.
Me, yeah still a tortured soul longing for solace out of this twisted dimension. The beard?, an unknown entity that continues to confound the masses.
The beard must be you, since you are an unknown entity that confounds the masses.
Why don’t you choose a damn avatar? I get sick of seeing the default. Someone as creative as you should be able to come up with a right good one.
The sides are coming on John. Takes time being ginger to fill in. Give it another 4-6weeks and I will be a throwback to the Viking age. A berserker personified.
I have a avatar in my head. Again, being technologically deformed, I don’t know how to do it.Who the hell is John?
We don’t have gingers where I live, at least not out in public. We’ve chased them into the woods. They sometimes come out and light tumbleweeds on fire and try to burn down our houses while reciting f~~ poetry.
Ah, damn to hell your technologically deformed ass! You’ve still not mastered posting videos either, have you, even with my wonderfully detailed instructions I’ve given you. Have you even tried? A tom cat could do it.
<iframe width=”500″ height=”375″ src=”https://www.youtube.com/embed/Bh6-tESNv9k?feature=oembed” frameborder=”0″ allowfullscreen=”” allow=”autoplay; encrypted-media”></iframe>
Of course you don’t. There is only a sea of men in pointy hats and white gowns dancing around a heap of tumbleweed, calling each other “boy” where you reside.
Yes, I am tech retard, still don’t understand your description of how to embed videos.I’ve just about given up on you. The only thing left to do is hack you to death with my new machete.

I thought you were a Christian, not a Muslim……or has America finally banned guns.
Guns will never be banned in the U.S. I just figured hacking on you with a large, sharp steel weapon would give you inspiration for more poems, if you survived.
The evil in women’s hearts leaves them no moral bounds as to inhibit them from descending to the lowest levels of darkness to acquire their self entitled desires.
The inspiration for poems comes from within, and from the environment(s) I frequent.
How was your night out? Talking about me I suppose….Don’t need to see your drinking buddies in the flesh to expose them.I don’t think that real poets put all that much thought into their poems. Meaning is assigned by readers and especially readers in the Academy.
I’m more into poetry readings. When I read a poem I imagine I am hearing it spoken, like a play.
Who am I to judge someones work in words.
#icethemout; Remember Thomas Ball. He died for your children.
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