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and tomorrow this thread will be full of pics Brandon posted with various whores with cum in their mouths or on their faces saying that with a job like his every day feels like his birthday, or something to that effect.

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This is actually an excellent point...it is possible, on some VERY small level, to envy someone like Brandon. It follows the logic of "where ignorance is bliss, 'tis folly to be wise..." It must be blissful being Brandon Iron(s)/Iron(z) ... I mean, if all this dude needs to be truly happy and content is to be able to ejaculate into the mouth of a young under-21 girl EACH and EVERY day, then who am I to make fun of him and otherwise poke holes in the balloon(s) he carries around with him to attach to the latest version of the PXP mobile bearing the message "life is good/Let me paint your pink tongue white"...??? Afterall, the Constitution of the United States of America guarantees among other things "the pursuit of happiness..." Nevermind that he is Canadian....If paying young, damaged, clueless, oversexed, undereducated, overmedicated teenage prostitutes to gobble his reproductive fluids, or wear them as a party mask or Dermatological Case Study Treatment Application Example for a pro-activ zit infomercial is all that it takes to make the Former Mr Hillary Scott Happy, then who the fuck am I to say he is weird?

Afterall folks, the whole point of life is to try and be as happy as possible for what few miserable moments we actually have here on this godforsaken MUDBALL we live in/on...Brandon experiences total NIRVANA, complete BLISS Every SINGLE day for about 15 to 20 seconds when his spooge is oozing out of his pisshole onto the tongue of a likewise temporarily ecstatic female ... He is truly happy folks..........unnnntillllll (here it comes ) on or around that 21st day of the month, when he wakes up that morning to find several clusters of bumpy, "scabby-scab-scab"-like clusters of viral factories hard at work on the underside of his above-average sized penis, churning out this month's herpes models, and the anti-union forces comprising what's left of Brandon's Immune system, supported by a remnant of Valtrex Special Forces, trying to shut the viral union and it's herpes factories down (causing the collateral damage of necrotic tissue and pus as the two forces collide.) And in the background you can hear Judy Collins meowing out the song "Both sides now" as Brandon celebrates another birthday of being "happy"....

"Herpes is a case of Mind of Matter...if you dont mind, it doesnt matter..." -- Brandon Iron standing nude in his bedroom next to Hillary's wine rack, talking to any given porn whore in early stages of Benzo withdrawal while holding 600 bucks in one hand and the number to the nearest 24 hour Walgreens that has XANAX (the Big ones) in stock....

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and tomorrow this thread will be full of pics Brandon posted with various whores with cum in their mouths or on their faces saying that with a job like his every day feels like his birthday, or something to that effect.

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This is actually an excellent point...it is possible, on some VERY small level, to envy someone like Brandon. It follows the logic of "where ignorance is bliss, 'tis folly to be wise..." It must be blissful being Brandon Iron(s)/Iron(z) ... I mean, if all this dude needs to be truly happy and content is to be able to ejaculate into the mouth of a young under-21 girl EACH and EVERY day, then who am I to make fun of him and otherwise poke holes in the balloon(s) he carries around with him to attach to the latest version of the PXP mobile bearing the message "life is good/Let me paint your pink tongue white"...??? Afterall, the Constitution of the United States of America guarantees among other things "the pursuit of happiness..." Nevermind that he is Canadian....If paying young, damaged, clueless, oversexed, undereducated, overmedicated teenage prostitutes to gobble his reproductive fluids, or wear them as a party mask or Dermatological Case Study Treatment Application Example for a pro-activ zit infomercial is all that it takes to make the Former Mr Hillary Scott Happy, then who the fuck am I to say he is weird?

Afterall folks, the whole point of life is to try and be as happy as possible for what few miserable moments we actually have here on this godforsaken MUDBALL we live in/on...Brandon experiences total NIRVANA, complete BLISS Every SINGLE day for about 15 to 20 seconds when his spooge is oozing out of his pisshole onto the tongue of a likewise temporarily ecstatic female ... He is truly happy folks..........unnnntillllll (here it comes ) on or around that 21st day of the month, when he wakes up that morning to find several clusters of bumpy, "scabby-scab-scab"-like clusters of viral factories hard at work on the underside of his above-average sized penis, churning out this month's herpes models, and the anti-union forces comprising what's left of Brandon's Immune system, supported by a remnant of Valtrex Special Forces, trying to shut the viral union and it's herpes factories down (causing the collateral damage of necrotic tissue and pus as the two forces collide.) And in the background you can hear Judy Collins meowing out the song "Both sides now" as Brandon celebrates another birthday of being "happy"....

"Herpes is a case of Mind of Matter...if you dont mind, it doesnt matter..." -- Brandon Iron standing nude in his bedroom next to Hillary's wine rack, talking to any given porn whore in early stages of Benzo withdrawal while holding 600 bucks in one hand and the number to the nearest 24 hour Walgreens that has XANAX (the Big ones) in stock....

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goddamm db you sure like to write.

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goddamm db you sure like to write.

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my nigga! I love to write, mostly because there is a certain wholesomely erotic, sinfully sweet, golden haired sex bomb in these parts who confided to me this weekend over Bangers and Mashed Potatoes down in Santa Monica that she "Love writers..."

Hey, astute observation nonetheless my ebonically challenged soul brother, Morgan EASY READER Freeman of The Electric Company fame would be proud of both of us, me for forcing degenerate losers to stop touching their Penises for 2 minutes while they reach for a Thesaurus, and YOU Guapo for trying to better your station in life by being an avid reader of mine and, thus, grabbing the rope I have thrown you to help you climb out of the Gutter of ebonic illiteracy that life first dumped you into....

Gimme five my nigga! .... Slap the hands that make this crippled sled sing to the tune of at least 25 MPH in the FAT-FUCK lane of the pedestrian sidewalk along 3rd street promenade.

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r u gonna marry him or willy?

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