Australian Idol

Soon I will have everything I want, Sex, Drugs and Gangster Rap. A Dr once said “You can’t make a ho a housewife right”……

Wrong, they make the best housewife, you don’t want some scone baking, cross stitch knitting, Idol watching, give a teacher an apple kind of wife when you walk in the door from a hard day sitting in front of a computer screen shifting papers from one tray to another. You want a dirty, stinking, filthy cum guzzling beast wife to smack you around and show you your nothing but an oversized toy for her to play with.

Tell me what would you prefer? Coming home each night to dinner on the table followed by TV and missionary sex or would you like to walk in the door and be pussy raped repeatedly pushing you to limits you thought were only experienced in the animal kingdom and getting told to make your own god dame dinner.

Well tie me up and cover me in hot wax cause you can give me the animal kingdom anytime I’ll cook my own fucking dinner and be eating it satisfied in knowing that some poor cunt is currently sitting at home with a sac full of cum and arguing with his wife over who really deserves to be this years Australian Idol……..