True Friends Do They Exist? What Type Are you?

The word “Friend” has many connotations, some may be a traditional “Friend” they will be there in many life changing events no matter the cost. Yet on the other hand you have friends that are: 

FUCK FRIENDS:   Are Friends that fuck with emotions coming from one side of the so called friendship. You see in the beginning of this type of friendship both parties have had a conversation that they would not catch feelings after they both agree to start fucking. But you and I know that once the clothes come off, that pussy and that dick is not the same friend he or she was before you fucked and bust that nut.  Even if they said they should not have done it, the rules of engagement change. The magnetism between them is forever visible.  Sometimes the woman catches the feelings, and sometimes it’s the man. You can always tell the rules of the game have changed if the other party gets jealous when the opposite sex or even that sex comes around…..Have you fucked your friend?  Don't lie on your Dick or your Pussy

KISSING FRIENDS:   Kissing friends are friends that have been around each other so they see each other they kiss and embrace just like couples in relationships. The kissing go from just pecks on the lips to tongues trying to pull the other one’s tonsils out. We all know that kissing friends turn into FUCK FRIENDS most often…….Are you kissing your best friend, and think that shit is OK? Does it feel good?

SMOOCHING FRIENDS:   Now the smooching friends get in bed together naked as hell, they shower together, they rub oil on each other. They are so comfortable with one another, but they never fuck. The good part about a friend you smooch with is that you can suck, lick, rub, blow, grind, cook, do laundry go to the movies with no commitment, now that is a dream friendship/relationship. Can you imagine getting everything but penetration? Some “Smoocher’s” will go as far as having anal sex or strap on toys to keep from crossing that line…….Are you smooching with your friends, same sex or opposite sex.

BEST FRIEND:  There is “NO SUCH THING”. If you really want to see if someone is your best friend try them with temptation. Temp your friend with some juicy information about you. Also try and temp them with money, your car. Don’t make the test to obvious but make that bait nice and juicy.

In the end if your friend is a Fuck Buddy, Kissing Friend, and even smooching you have one of these we have described above. Now evaluate which one best describes you.

"Vagional and Body Secretions of the East"

"Vaginal and Body Secretions of the East", my thoughts often turn to how fine the women are and how they smell. And then I don't feel like eating dinner, what the hell.  In my day I've smelled fishy cunts, skunky cunts, yeasty cunts, pissy cunts, sweaty cunts...too many cunts, probably. I've inhaled membrane-withering lungfuls of toxic twatfumes from vaginas that looked like rats dipped in Vaseline. I've borne witness to a stomach-pumping surfeit of swollen, bloody, scabby, mucus-spewing snatches. Too much oozing, malodorous cunt caviar, too many hairy hornet's nests of chickstink. And yet the self-appointed voices of reason assure me that "once you get past the smell, you've got it licked." How the fuck do you get past the smell?

Although the estrus-crazed arbiters of politeness would have us believe it's only a misogynistic myth, the existence of rank-smelling females seems to be a staple of all cultures' folklore. Most world religions-and rightly so-espouse some notion of women as "unclean." When angered, a foul-mouthed Chinaman is likely to yelp, "Tiu nia ma chow hai!" ("Fuck your mom's smelly cunt!") at anyone within earshot of his eggroll stand. Reflecting the same sort of vaginal ageism, the French have observed, "Les conasses des femmes âgeé avez une odeur mauvaise." ("Old ladies' cunts stink.")

And though it's not considered polite conversation amid mixed company, most of us are aware of the distasteful folkloric scuttlebutt surrounding repugnant vaginal aromas.  As a child, you most likely heard the cruel schoolyard jibes about "hot tuna." You've probably also groaned at the juvenile proverb which states that there are two things in this world that smell like fish, one of them being fish. You may have even encountered the puerile poem about the "seven wise men" who created the vagina: "Fifth was a fisherman, nasty as hell/He threw in a fish and gave it a smell." Even pudendal pseudonyms such as "the bearded oyster" hint at some level of olfactory displeasure.

From what I've been told, some men actually like the smell. Some men enjoy watching their corn-kerneled shit swirl down the toilet, too.  Some men like having their scrotal sacs nailed to sheetrock-what's your point? Ooh, that smell. The first thing you're likely to sniff in this wretched life is a deep, sobbing lungful of your mother's afterbirth, yet that memory is usually too distant and traumatic to ever have a hope of salvaging.  But after one passes the Age of Reason, you aren't likely to forget the full-frontal face-slap of a rancid pussy, even after extensive psychotherapy. And, if you're like me, your first indelible whiff of it came via an older friend's manual digit in the eternal tradition of "Hey, man, smell my finger." Now isn’t that some stinky shit.

But perhaps the worst pussy I ever had the displeasure of smelling was attached to an alarmingly overweight woman of  South central, extraction with whom I shacked up during a period when my self-esteem was dangerously low. Once you got past the rolls and rolls of stretchmarked hog fat, there lay her bedraggled pussy, crowned with a sparse reddish thorn bush. Her cunt looked like a fat slice of ham swimming in white gravy. Her crotch was a boiling fumarole of noxious emissions, a stinking puddle of snatch-slop. Her discharges were colored a sickly silver, with the gloppy consistency of herring sauce. The smells which emerged from between her bloated, floppy legs ranged from rotted onion to burnt crab to odors which were so fetid, I must force myself to stop thinking of them lest I scream.  But I don't want anyone to get the wrong idea.  It's not my intent to have you believe that ALL women stink.  No, I've encountered clean cunts before. In fact, I'm married to one.

Almost a decade ago, the skanky pussies disappeared into my nightmares like the cheap R Rated-movie monsters they were. I met a woman of Hebraic ancestry whose nether regions bore no stomach-souring smells. I promptly wed her. Ten years of fish-free connubial bliss. Our secret to a successful marriage? No vaginal odor. Her cunt smells about the same as my wrist-not at all. She was born with the Unscented brand of pussy. The li'l Jewgirl's got good bacteria. I'm blessed.

But, being the civic-minded feller I am, I started to worry about the other pussies-the less-fortunate ones. What about them? Why do some gals stink, while others remain odor--free--free, indeed, to laugh, to love, to cuddle?

I'm a man who sees a problem with Pussies across America--a man who wants to fix the issues with women’s for the many men they will share their lil beavers with over their lifetime.  My purpose isn't to offend the few clean-smelling women out there with the crude suggestion that EVERY vagina in the USA gushes with foul, gelatinous, swordfishlike discharges.

Only far too many of them,  I do feel, way down in my nose hairs, that this country faces a Cunt Crisis: Our streets are littered with good girls-honest girls-walking around smelling like octopii. Vaginal odor ruins romance and fosters much distrust between the sexes. Few things dampen an amorous male's affection more than the rank, odiferous stench of a woman who has degraded herself through poor hygienic practices. Many bright, well-meaning gals have seen their love lives dashed to pieces because their genitals' pungency suggested unhealthful habits and debauchery. Can these women be saved? Sure, but first they must be scrubbed. And disinfected. And schooled in methods of blunting their natural offensiveness.

To understand vaginal odor, you must first understand the vagina itself. The foul truth is that every woman carries a potential stink-bomb between her legs. 

Now check your Pussy if you smell it then you should think why do I stink?

Drip Drip Drip

Every day there is a man or a woman that thinks about getting pissed on, even if they won’t admit it. It’s better to be “Pissed On” than “Pissed Off”.  Some even have desires for someone to Pee in their mouth, their chest or any place on your body that will get you off.  Oh, Ok if you are getting sick, and grossed out then this site is not for you. Your ass was warned before you got this far, so if you are offended log “The Fuck” of this blog, because we talk dirty on this bitch. Now, I had to that shit off my chest, now let me get back to this story. You see the problem is men and women are restricted by what others think about them and how they will react. When you learn not to give a fuck, then you can be ok. Only in United States, Sex or some Tabu stuff is just not of the norm, but I beg to differ. If you think I’m not telling you the truth, the “Key Words” my readers type in to get to this Blog, would make you think, oh ok “Yang” isn’t that bad. Ok, how do you want it? In the Shower, on the Bed, in your face, or how about him or her just Enjoy the warmth Golden Stream of the unknown, just get the Pee.

You may want the Pee on you, or you may want to do the Pee Pee on your significant other. Never Judge, fear the unknown, let your inhibitions run free. Now if you are approached by your mate, get ready, because there is something they want to do.

She got pregnant, but the Demon Fuck Me and Hugged Me

This major life changing experience happened on the lower south side of Chicago. He was Black and at the tender age of 23 he had met this hot peace of Greek Pussy mixed with Italian she was 20 years of age in number, but she was wise beyond her years, and he admired that. The both of them was attracted to each other, so they both wanted to fuck. Lovell and Dayanara which means “Husband Slayer”. Lovell had no clue what he was dealing with, because all he saw was Ass and Pussy along with those big soft tits, he couldn’t wait to play with. They both started out very slow, so it would not seem that they both wanted to satisfy their flesh. Lovell really put a lot of efforts into courting Dayanara, whose Greek background meant she was not slow to the things of life. After dating, for a while, Lovell invited Dayanara to his home, and they had dinner and fucked liked rabbits. In that one night they fucked at least 5 times, each time was more intense then before. Did I forget to mention that he gave her that Ghetto dick Bareback, meaning his ass did not put a condom on that dick, and she liked that shit, he skeeted, over and over, and filled her hot hole up.  Lovell was playing with Dayanara’s pussy, and she fucked around and “Squirted” all over his face, she creamed, and screamed at the same time.  You see no woman have ever “Squirted” in his face, and he has never smelled the true essence of a pussy that had a sweet smell like hers before. Most of the pussy he has smelled, was like “Pissy Fishy Pussy”.  If you all remember a woman’s Pheromones can mentally fuck a man up, almost like Voodoo, hell it is real spell. Lovell, and Dayanara hot steamy love affair continued on for months, of them fucking all over the city, hell Lovell got her so hot she even started “Swallowing” Lovell’s hot load to the back of her throat, then she would spit that shit back up all over his dick, just like the porno’s they had enjoyed watching together. One day Lovell had put a lot of oil all over Dayanara’s hot ass body, and as he rubbed this oil in and on all over her body, he noticed that when he would rub near her asshole, she would start to moan, so he put one of his fingers in her ass, then 2 and then 3 fingers in that ass and he had her so opened, he started to “Fist Fucker”, but instead he made her get on her knees, he stood up and slowly put his “King Sized” dick in her ass. Dayanara’s begin to “CUM” yes “CUM from her ass. Dayanara felt so good she began to cry from the intensity of his dick pounding on her cervix, as his big balls was just slapping on that hot Greek pussy.  The pressure had her gasping, so that she falls to the bed thinking that would slow his down.

Now, Lovell was so tormented about the break up, he could not sleep, and he started dreaming, about Demons, Fucking him in his ass, which he did not like it because even though he was Bi-sexual, he had never been penetrated by a man, but in his dreams this Demon, would get in his ass just like he would get in Dayanara ass. One night this Demon, dry fucked him up his ass so hard, so long, when he got up the next day, his ass was sore and hurting, from being fucked.

The moral of this story is you reap what the fuck you sow. Also you don’t have to believe in “VooDoo/Witchcraft” but you must respect what it is. The next time you awake and your ass, pussy, or mouth is sore think who did I piss off, and what did you to get fucked or tormented.

Now bend over!

A Bunch Of Bullshit

I'm back, but just for a minute. My boi Yang has been holding his own and I have to say that he has done me proud!!!. I told ya'll this nigga was going bring you real, raw shit and I'll be damn if he didn't bust ya'll assholes wide open. Yang digs deep for real!! Props my dude, all love!

The reason that I'm coming to you today is because I have so some shit to say about what's going on in the world. You know Yang  is the storyteller. I just report on the fucked up shit I see and read.

What the fuck is wrong with these  Muslims in other countries? Yeah, I said it!!! Most times  I am like ok,You have your religion and I have mine. But do you see me burning down  Mosque and killing muslims because they made fun of Jesus. No, because I have some damn sense. And it'snot just the extremist ya'll its regular Akbar throwing rocks and shit. What the fuck?Now if we come over there and start smacking your dirt poor ass around  are we wrong? Does Muhammed say killing innocents is cool? Hell I don't know, I never read a Koran ( At least I can admit it) but if it does say that then Islam ain't   for me.

Yesterday a dude got caught sleeping with his ass. I mean donkey. A real hee-haw fucking donkey. It's cool if that's what you are about. Can't find no human pussy to dig in. But gotdammmmed do you have to do that shit where people can see you? Dumbass. Now you locked the fuck up. Move your ass to Nebraska or some shit like that, so your ass won't be found out.

I'm so tired of people  on the news crying after their wayward children are caught and have to go to jail. Just . Free Junie, Free booboo. Fuck Booboo you know that fool was a menace to society  at 5 when his little ass was trying to choke your dog out, cat out,burning down birdhouses and shit. Did you get him the help he needed? No . The parents always say  " He was quiet, he was about to go to school , he was just getting his life together." Knowing the reason you have that knot on your head( in the interview) is because he jacked you up. Bullshit,let his ass rot.

Nikki Minaj-  You of all people need to shut the fuck up and sit down somewhere( Madea voice) How dare you say " These lazy bitches are responsible for the economic downturn". This is a case of lumping all with the few. Yes there are cases, I will give you many even  where people have taken advantage of the system. They have rode the shit till the wheels came off. But get your shit right bitch, those few didn't cause Wall street to crash, those few didn't cause mortgages to decline. The trickle down effect is called that for a reason. The bottom does not affect the top CLEARLY!!! otherwise they would move up. And the top would be moving down Are they? Do you see any CEO, CFO's Wallstreet execs losing sleep, money or jobs because little Shayshay is selling her foodstamps? I'm not saying it's right, but the whole system is flawed. Stay where you are and see how many republicans invite you ANYWHERE...

Finally...

Mitt Romney if elected will fuck this country in the ass  with no grease. I'm not saying that because so far he has shown us that he could give a rats ass about the middle/working- class. I'm saying that because this motherfucker does not have a clue about a middle/working class. He tried real hard to make it seem like his wife knew about too. Saying she is a at home mother and that is the hardest job in the world, I give her that!!!But this bitch don't know who hard it is to go to a job and still have to deal with the kids. She don't have to worry about making 20 dollars last a week  until you get paid. She probably don't know what a oodle of noodle is, I can hear her saying ,Is that a board game Mitt? But you know them muthas try to spin shit everytime. With his last guffaw, he will have to really twist his  ass off. What the fuck do you mean Mitt? 47 percent really? You didn't even show your tax returns muthafucka, how do we know YOU filed them.  I do feel like I'm entitled to some shit. I should be entitled to put my foot in your ass everytime you say some stupid shit. Fuck you, OBAMA 2012.  And if you don't know. now you know nigga!!!

And I'm out!!!

Ying

Love Endowed

Greetings my queen, I want to permanently bestow my Love upon your heart.  I want to donate my heart and emotions so deep inside your soul that all who comes in contact with you will know you belong to me.  Your infectious smile brings joy to my heart. My Love, I have not yet held you in my arms, but in the spirit, I have been holding you for a while. The day you first, looked into my eyes, I know you saw my soul, wanting to commune with yours. Time has past, and I know in your heart, and what you want from me.  Baby you have a natural gift, and ability, to Love me.  Trying to hide your Love, and emotions from a man, who understands, the pain you shared about your past.  The Love in me, that I want to share, is strong in my soul.  Listening to the pitch of your voice, makes me smile at times when it is hard to do. You are so warm, with your spirit, I can only imagine what your heart could be if you were with me.  I see so much about you, you can’t even see yourself.  To know, who you are, I know what you want; I also know what you need.  When we fall asleep at night, and began to dream about being together.  Right now we have to meet in our dreams, and think about what we desire from each other while we are awake.  It has been a long time since I had true Love Endowed; it has been a while, since it was donated the right way.  I get so caught up thinking of nothing but your face that is full of Grace. I dream of holding your face in my hands with your eyes closed, kissing them gently. Making you feel comfortable, with what I have to offer.  Daily, sometimes hourly I think of what your thoughts are. I wonder do you think about me, as I think of Thee.  My photographic memory of your beauty is like, capturing a child’s first step. Being able to remember the Joy I get when I see you in my thoughts.  Ok, close your eyes, and think about the sound of my voice. I am calling your’ name in my sleep; I call you because I think you are with me at all times.  The wisdom, which comes out when you speak, commands my attention, and it makes me want to listen.  Your place is with me, the roll you play is the roll of a life time.  Living are lives as one, joined together.  I want to be with you in heaven, yes I know in spirit, just like I am here with you on earth.  I can’t believe its real, I can’t believe it’s you, I can’t believe what’s happening, I can’t believe true, and can’t believe that you are here with me, and know I am here with you, Baby and now we are here in this time in our lives. I treasure the short time’s; I spend in your presence.  Before you leave me, I am already excited, about the next time, I see you before you go.  Through the night, I feel your fire and there's nothing but you in my mind as you quench me of all my desires of being lonely.  

Let’s endow each other for the rest of our lives.