"Rhesus Butt Fucker"  wrote in message
news:L09W8.44111$ab5.9130@news2.central.cox.net...

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> Was that you that sent me the up to date picture of Woger?

No dumbfuck. Goddamn, you're a fucking imbecile answering your own sockpuppets,
Prison Bitch.

>
> Damn that fucker is fat,

Says the Rocky wannabee.....who only cleans toilets and slurps used jockstraps
at The Weight Room gym....

>I like fat dicks.

That is what some of your black cellmates said about you, Eugene.

See thay've been contacting Chris Hudson to find you, too..seems that you
booked out of jail and owed them money.

His real name is Paskell Paris. *snigger*
Here's his rap sheet:

http://www.flashback.se/archive/crypt28

Back in the real world, it was quite a different story.
Paris was indicted by a federal grand jury and jailed
in late 1993 on the far more prosaic felony charges of
forgery, making false claims, possession of a stolen
credit card (later dismissed), possession of photo
license of another, and related counts. He pleaded guilty,
was convicted and sentenced to serve a twelve-month
stint in prison, delivered by the state of Oklahoma and
the federal government.  Paskell Paris, according to
federal indictment CR-93-255R, "falsely represented
himself to be [another]" and had engaged in
activities aimed at hijacking of that identity.

Poor Prison Bitch Eugene Paskell Paris.........

Tiny dicked Eugene Paskell "Geno" Paris confesses his dick was so small that
even
Philippine crack whores rejected him in :
"I did 3 years of my tour of duty in the Philippines, strangely enough though
approached by under aged girls I never once had sex with them."

--
NIGHT QUEEFER
(Gibb/AB8MQ)

Listen to the sound:
there is a bowel movement all around.
Geno has something goin' down
and everybody can smell it.

On the waves of the air,
Geno's shitty underwear.
If you have a credit card beware,
he can steal it.

And Geno's a prison woman,
he moves through the light,
hoping the K-Y shipment came in.
When he tried for a new identity
yeah, Geno's not very bright,

then Geno became a night queefer, night queefer.
Geno knows how to blow it.
Geno's a night queefer, night queefer.
He knows how to blow it.

Here Geno is,
prayin' for his reaming to last,
livin' on the music so fine,
borne on breaking wind,
tastin' it like wine.

Night queefer, night queefer.
Geno knows how to blow it.
Geno's a night queefer, night queefer.
He knows how to blow it.

In the heat of Bubba's love,
Geno don't need no help for him to make it.
Gimme just enough to take us to the mornin'.
Geno whines with black choad in his ass.
He got higher in his assfuckin'.
And he's glowin' in the dark;
I give you warnin'.

And Geno's a prison woman,
he moves through the cell-light,
hoping the K-Y shipment came in.
When he tried for a new identity
yeah, Geno's not very bright,

Night queefer, night queefer.
Geno knows how to blow it.
Geno's a night queefer, night queefer.
He knows how to blow it.

Here Geno is,
prayin' for his reaming to last,
livin' on the music so fine,
borne on breaking wind,
tastin' it like wine.

Night queefer, night queefer.
Geno knows how to blow it.
Geno's a night queefer, night queefer.
He knows how to blow it.