Cyber-schizophrenia did this to me. I came to this place to let out the feisty voice inside me. It slithered and cavorted, enjoying the freedom to dangle desires and drives before others.
Some of the desires are actually mine. Some I once had, or toyed with. Some are not me at all. My hip-thrusting snake-dance began to make my real self feel base.
And so I created Bogart. I wanted to enjoy life with these people (who used to be strangers) as myself. Bogart was me without dropping the mask. I held up a mask that looked like me.
This community was goods to Bogart and received him well. But even he was a deception, for I wasn't admitting that they knew me as Spankling.
Then, like all schizophrenics, there came a day when the false me stepped out and demanded attention. Spankling cavorted under the name Bogart and Bogart was undone.
The snake that is Spankling, leaped up and devoured Bogart. Bogart was weak and Spankling swallowed him whole, digesting him alive.
The quality of mercy is not strain'd. Please droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven upon my face beneath.
T'will be twice pressed. T'will presseth him that bleeds and him that needs.
'T is mightiest in the mightiest: it becomes the rounded Goddess better than her gown. Her sphincter shows the force of temporal power, the attribute to_awe_and_majesty...
CUT!!!
wherein doth sit the dread and fear of queens; But mercy is above this sphinctered sway, It is enthroned in the farts of queens...
I DON'T DO GAS, BITCH! FIND ANOTHER MUSTACHE JOCKEY!
This royal throne of Bushes, this festering pile, This earth of majistory, this feet of stars, This other Eden, demi-paradise, This fortress built by_Nature_for_myself
Against infections from the hand of whores, This sappy breed of men, this little world, This kidney stone set in crimson pee, Which serves it in the_oval_office_at_a_mall
Or as a moat offensive to a house, Against the envy of less wealthy lands, This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this Texas.
I'm the new tyrant you're sleeping with. Do you snore?
It's just... well... What is the POINT of getting to destroy the world and wreak the ultimate doom when that sniveling twerp is stealing so much of my thunder?
There is no answer. You may continue to wait like a... fat loser… or for an additional... $50... you may... bend over double and... suck yourself off.
Because you are... my bitch.
God I love these new customer-specific recordings!
It's like you have a painfully full bladder when someone you love decides she wants to suck you dry. She plays around until you're stiff, then sucks like mad.
Yes?
You know she wants it - needs it to live! So you let down and piss in her mouth for all you’re worth. She gobbles it down until you’re drained. She looks into your eyes and you bond forever!
Yes yes?
Then she puts her head on your shoulder as you gently pat her. After barfing half of it down your back she falls asleep.
Spankling here. I'm not really a butt dusting hole snake, but I play one on the internet. Well... okay, maybe I step over the line now and... but that's not tonight's message!
I'm here to invite all you young ladies to do something I know will do you a world of good - masturbate regularly. Now I can hear you already.
"How will I find the time? I might feel silly! How will I find my g-spot when the entire football team failed?"
Just put all those thoughts aside and get busy with a buzzing household appliance. Ask your doctor or pharmacist how. Enjoy the beauty and wonder that is your crotch.
If any of you need help getting started I am available for 1-on-1 (or 2-on-1) consultations. And remember, you hold the key to your own happiness.
... or at least you should several times a day. Have fun! And keep slapping that clam ladies! Thank you.