Originally Posted by
SBRed48
Al feyt thi forrer--Corner Pin, Setdi, 11-30pm.
Cum to think onnit a wo wundering if a shud complain to the club abart her calling me "luv". Am sick and tired of just being seen as a *** object by women. To them I'm just a hunk of meat, a walking pen1s to have pleasure with. It's as if I have no brain or feelings. Ivvery time I walk past a beauty salon there are cat calls and sharts abart what they would like to do to me. You begin to lose all self respect as a person.
(If anybody with IT skills could post an image of Eddie Izzard with his red lippy on I would be grateful)