My Name is Mr. Harold Sugarballs. Some people call me Dr. Pickles. I'm a Musician, Artist, Stand- up Comedian and a writer...And Yes, a real Doctor. (PhD.) That means I'm not a Medical Doctor however I know a few things about a few things and am certainly qualified to offer my services for tonsil Massages and Pelvic Thrust Exams.
I became hooked on the magic here a few years ago while writing a book about body language. Now I'm in the process of writing another book to be released in January. Millions more will be coming here soon after so you can look forward to that. I sure am.
If it seems like I'm here but not really here, I'm next door in another cam site. I can hear the tip bell ring and will come running when I hear it. Otherwise I check back periodically so stick around, grab a beer out of my fridge. They are always ice cold.

Does anyone get randomly turned on by lil pump. The way eskettit rolls off his lips is so scrumptious and so delightful it makes my pp hard. Everytime I see his music videos I cannot help but get a hard on and I ♥♥♥ a lil with everytime he says brrrp or rolls his r's or makes beautiful noises. The way he walks with that tiger had me on my knees beating my ♥♥♥♥ harder than eatthat♥♥♥♥♥445 watching women breastfeed. Oh daddy pump gimme that dicc

Cars 3 was the most beautiful movie i've ever seen, the plot was so good and the animations were so gorgeous that i fell in love with Sally. Her curves were perfect and her exhaust was so well designed, I knew she was made for me. As soon as the movie ended, I cleaned myself and i went to the car dealer and I asked him to make Sally in real life with a program that will make her act like in the movie. For the IA, I asked the NASA. With her and other Cars fan, we recreated the Piston Cup, I lost but then Sally made me happy by letting me fulfill her with fuel. Even now, after 4 years, I still love her and she loves me even more, I take care of her and she never had any failure.

What’s even sneakier was how the IT department of my former employer installed a keylogger and monitor on my phone without my permission. So I cross referenced the man’s name with public real estate tax records, found his address, went to his house, and farted on his lawn

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This is bob. Bob was born in the year 1993. He had always been a devout communist, Opposing big businesses which permeated the stock market.

His first major role on the internet was in 2009, Where he and his comrades would lead a guerrilla war against google+, With the stated aim of "taking over youtube".

While his campaign was initially unsuccessful, In November 2013 Bob managed to attain a new following of anti-google+ soldiers, Thanks to Google+'s renewed tyranny. However, He was becoming a senile man at the time, And later retired from public life.

Bob would go on to have 2 children:
Rory

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In June 2014, Bob was finally catched by google+, And he would at last be executed by the corporatist tyranny.
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♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥... I mean yeah, I'd ♥♥♥♥ Santa Claus. He's ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥' Santa Claus. Look, I mean if I was at a party and out of nowhere Santa comes up to me and asks if I wanna ♥♥♥♥, what am I gonna do, say "no"? He's the Spirit of Christmas for ♥♥♥♥♥ sake! I'd grin and bear it, for good ol' Saint Nick. Would I enjoy it? Probably not, I ain't gay. But then again if Santa can magically shoot up chimneys maybe he could fly up my ass? I mean I dunno man, I like assplay as much as the next guy, but you gotta draw the line somewhere. This ain't the prison showers, you know. But, still, if it was for Santa I think I'd be able to do it.