That's right, ladies, the day you've been waiting for while ruining your sheets with sweaty night visions is finally here. The symbol formerly known as an artist is up for grabs. Every woman's juiciest fantasy; an over-sexed midget.
I'll have you know that as young chap I was privy to enter the Prince's domain outside Minneapolis as my father installed his heating and air conditioning systems and the tiny little man knows how to party. The master bathroom sports conjoined toilets adorned by toilet-seats made of pure gold. What could be more dreamy than taking a dump simultaneously on a seat made of precious metal while holding hands with the object of your horny desire? Maybe showering in his tiny gold plated shower, featuring a mirror on the floor? I think this product sells itself.
So, who amongst you has what it takes? Marginal musical talent or back-up dancing experience? If interested in this position please PM pics of yourself in various states of undress, preferabley standing over a mirror. Prince has contracted me; I'm a head hunter!
Edited, Jul 27th 2006 at 1:11pm EDT by Barkingturtle
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Barkingturtle wrote:
If interested in this position please PM pics of yourself in various states of undress, preferabley standing over a mirror. Prince has contracted me; I'm a head hunter!
Barkingturtle wrote:
Maybe showering in his tiny gold plated shower, featuring a mirror on the floor?
Golden showers are hawt!
The Glorious Atomicflea wrote:
Barkingturtle wrote:
If interested in this position please PM pics of yourself in various states of undress, preferabley standing over a mirror. Prince has contracted me; I'm a head hunter!
Since when has Prince been anatomically correct? Now chop-chop, my in-box is all empty.
Barkingturtle wrote:
Now chop-chop, my in-box is all empty.
One of my fondest memories involving Prince's music involed this girl dancing for me in a bikini to Darling Nikki.
Ah memories...
Ah memories...
The Glorious Atomicflea wrote:
Barkingturtle wrote:
Now chop-chop, my in-box is all empty.
Noone gets my ****** allusions like you, Flea. Glad you enjoyed it.
How did you know I wasn't talking about my ***?
Edited, Jul 27th 2006 at 2:08pm EDT by Barkingturtle
Quote:
How did you know I wasn't talking about my ***?
Maybe she was just being polite.
Edited, Jul 27th 2006 at 2:13pm EDT by BloodwolfeX
Barkingturtle wrote:
The Glorious Atomicflea wrote:
Barkingturtle wrote:
Now chop-chop, my in-box is all empty.
Noone gets my ****** allusions like you, Flea. Glad you enjoyed it.
How did you know I wasn't talking about my ***?
Edited, Jul 27th 2006 at 2:08pm EDT by Barkingturtle
Because your *** isn't empty?
MentalFrog wrote:
Barkingturtle wrote:
The Glorious Atomicflea wrote:
Barkingturtle wrote:
Now chop-chop, my in-box is all empty.
Noone gets my ****** allusions like you, Flea. Glad you enjoyed it.
How did you know I wasn't talking about my ***?
Edited, Jul 27th 2006 at 2:08pm EDT by Barkingturtle
Because your *** isn't empty?
I just laughed so hard it shot some brown air down your urethra.
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