Mr.Charles as Sinner Saint .... the movie!

We buckle up to see you smile on every drive. This business card represents my connection or contact with you in person or by proxy. This means you must have listened to someone smarter than both of us but also very daring and risk taking. What is unknown to you is that you are in the company of greatness. I know this because the script read exactly those words I retyped on the back of this business card. No worries. I have actual jokes that get paid to be read or heard. -sinner saint-

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Sinner Saint the movie January 31st edition

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My Way

I grew up to be a rookie comedian. During my child hood eye was sensitive to light. My first kiss was an albino girl name Sarah. She let you kiss her if you asked. We wanted to know. We asked. We kissed. We finger paint and take a nap.
*I just realized we basically slept together.

One of my early childhood memories is calling a parent by their name. Momma's name was momma. Daddy's name was *go ask your father.
  i should have known better than to think he was my dad. The signs were clear. *He posted notes all over the house that said, "do not say dad to me, he's the one who left ya momma-I'm only here for pussy cat." *That bothered me tremendously because we had fish. We didnt have a dog named pussy cat....

I had many white folk around me when we left the hood off and on. I never knew that "nigger" meant me until I got around black folk who didn't live at my house.
I was in the 6th grade when I found out I was black and a nigger.
From 7th grade to 12th grade I found out I'm too dumb to pour piss out of a boot down hill in tennis made of skin and bones.
I was a freshman on college to find out, "no it's true-a girl makes you dumb when she likes you."
I stayed stupid for over 40+years.
*Now i'm smart. I no longer have a woman who likes me as I am(dumb). I have a woman who wants me for my security package options.

When i see a woman I like I lean in to her and say, "would you be my employer and give me a raise!" I like working overtime.

One time a lady responded to me and said, "as long as you don't make me late or call in sick we can do sumn. *8 second delay rule goes here.

My first in public girlfriend was Lynn Alexander. We liked each other a whole week. That is 3 years in kiddy years.
What is like? The entire time I spent searching for feelings. Do I love her close or do I punch her in the arm?
*Eye should have known that eye was never going to be dumb enough to get rich or smart enough to stay away from girls and be wealthy.
"I chose love." (awwwww)
3 ex-wives, 1 set of stab trophies later....im still dumb. Trying again and again and again to find the woman who rejects me. I am hooked. One day I may lose it all and be blinded from the fall upward as my angel saves me from myself and has her way with me over and over and over again in passions unheard of before in a public setting between two goal posts as onlookers cheer on the brilliance of such passion and erotica. Yes. I may actually have to be attractive and alone at a drive in theatre changing reels as my sanctuary.
Orrrrr. I can do stand up.

Dedicated to my Career Choice

Sinner Saint's "The Joke that Didn't Work"
Improv Edition

*Thank you for allowing me to stand before you and express myself in full disclosure and nude. I want to talk about one small concern i have with single parent dating. You are not single at all. You been dating your child a whole year now. You treat him like he is in an adult relationship with you; ring and all.

"He is your child and not your boyfriend."
He's changed chemically and his genitalia makes him see boobs, booty, and touches. You may want to stop bathing him. He's 14 now and momma-when the light hits you at a certain angle the only thing in focus is A Boner and where to place it.

The thing about this natural stage of development is the boy is not aware emotionally his feelings. Here is how you help him. Ask him if he thinks you are attractive. Ask him if you were not related would he have sex with you. If he says yes and yes, you are by law required to protect this child.

Weird him out by doing these proven steps to a healthier child.

No. 1 Give him a shot of Wild Turkey
No. 2 Give him The Special massage;      by hand only
No. 3 Hypnotheraphy to remove memory of event
No. 4 Never acknowledge it

Here is why. Subconsciously all love is attached to mom. If boys could love their mommas they would; until fat and ugly arrives bcuz vanity is a youthful trait.  Allowing the subconscience to experience the event or moment and then move on is healthier than letting this one moment define his entire mind instead of build his mind.

I am not an incest advocate. I am an opportunist and if your scenario is custom made you have options.

- all eye am speaking of -

"What Is So Funny?"

There is much to be said when it comes to the relationship of timing. 

Timing is at its best a place where the connections are more than welcome to be set free! I am new to pledging my allegiance to Stand Up Comedy as a professional environment and habitat; thus, my sporadic blasts of funny. Currently I find myself researching and testing more than theory with my humored thoughts for translation. The resulted response of a connected thought manifests a physical smile, a chemical release, an experience, a memory, a reflection, and keeps my inspiration to succeed poised and practiced.

The only joke that does not work is a joke which is not working for the sake of the joke. 

There is more than one way to connect with an audience inside the arena of humor. Humor has different faces. There is the blemish face humor has which allows many to recognize how little certain flaws truly should mean considering it does not stop one from living. There is the critical thinking humor which allows a tenuous college student or professor to release regard for comprehension and speak the material. Then there is the testimony humor which is simply the artifact of life. The truth involves introductions or premise, patience in details, the set up and tangents of release.


The beautiful part of being a comic is knowing you work hard at being a happy place for others! 

JOKE MY LINES

•  Eye am Sinner Saint the Comedian and Eye Fly Southwest Airlines as often as eye am booked to tell jokes anywhere Southwest Airlines will fly. 

•  Some people think it is actually easy being the best worst comic! There is nothing easy about it. I am naturally hilarious and it is truly tedious for me to not be funny on purpose! Accident's happen, but not like this!
• Whenever Eye am in town and need to rest my mind I mix Nyquil Cough Syrup with an Energy drink and remain alertly calm all day long.

WHAT EYE FOUND VIA GOOGLE, YAHOO, ASK.COM SEARCH ENGINES
SEARCH: clean jokes OR commercial Jokes for cell phones free

•  http://www.greatcleanjokes.com/jokes/sms-jokes/short-jokes/
•  http://www.ducksters.com/jokesforkids/computer.php
• http://seniorfollies.com/landing/casting-stand-up.asp

SINNER SAINT'S "TWEET FOR ME TWEEZE?"

What The Tweet?

When I tweet about the twove of Twesus and all tweets twone for me. My tweet twatts out Twah-Leh-Twoot-Yah eye Twank God for Twaving ME!  

-tweeting in tongues-

"Sinner Saint" The Open Mic Phenomenon Strikes Again

There are no more words to attempt to describe the lyricism and fines used to illicitly command humor from any audience type known to Dallas and Ft. Worth. Here is the complete comical about Sinner Saint. He isn't as funny as you hoped he would not be. There are moments in life in which the schematics used that possibly should not be, but are. That is Sinner Saint comedy.

This guy is different to listen to. There are honest moments, commanding moments and simply out right baffling moments of joy and laughter. Why am I actually laughing at what I hear this guy say. It's not funny but for some odd and strange reason my reaction to this delivery is uncontrollable. I have literally sat here and listened to him read my mind, tell me what I am not thinking about, only to think about what I am not reading from my mind.

There was a moment when I actually had to question myself to know if I spend enough time wiping my bum after releasing bowels to the toilet? Why? What purpose does this serve my life? How did he get me to think about wiping my butt enough before leaving the stall?

Literally I watched this guy more than once and each time was not rehearsed nor the same punch line. Once while waiting on him to open with a smart remark, he simply and patiently with poise and spunk watched the crowd look at him as he watched the crowd look at him. Who does this? Why was it so uncomfortably funny? I am starting to question what is laughter.

Only Sinner Saint can imitate Sinner Saint because of all the reasons it takes to be a Sinner Saint.

SINNER SAINT'S "HUMP DAY SPECIAL"

Thank you peoples for enjoying what little humor I am providing for your splendor and lifestyle of smile. Today is another beautiful middle which we all know how much I enjoy time in the middle. Let me begin by stating the truth about myself first. I am not what others perceive to be as "for everybody" thus I hold onto who I am at all times. This simply means that I know I am at fault but not to the point I am donkey about it.

I want to speak on the forbidden fruit subject matter of speaking with your mouth full. This has become a lost art and almost a dead language. When you know the truth is simple as you are what you eat, does it not concern you to eat more sweets? I will keep names free of this article and post the facts. Everybody ain't taste worthy. Some of this lifestyle's participants are not heeding the wisdom of the word in English translation. When you indulge yourself heavily it is educated of you to make certain you are balanced as possible. There is nothing as awakening as finding out about tooth decay in the middle of a french kiss on the cheek!

WARNING WARNING WARNING WARNING WARNING WARNING WARNING WARNING
EXPLICIT LANGUAGE USED HERE:

Please if you can for my sake make sure your ass is actually clean enough to notice it does not stink. When your ass is not clean it doesn't take long to realize it does stink. Especially ladies when you decide to place an arch in your back and a tilt in your pelvis. This move alone somehow increases the sensitivity to the nostril area of the male face as he is watching your physique from behind only to be apprehended by a warning and a clue that this is some ass right here!

Please recognize that 3 uses of a face towel does not represent it is still clean. When coochie (country ghetto slang word representing Vagina) hits me in my face and I know I washed my face twice, then it is safe to say you are on some budget set backs of the wrong kind. Your face towels belong to the face and not the place you want my face! I understand it's hot in the summer however, these are Christmas face towels that read 2008! It's time to let go and let God!

Tuesday's Tips
I had a Waffle House breakfast in Arlington Texas and to my dismay another one bit the dust. She rushed me on taking my order. She did not offer me water. She also had me to help her clean my table. She was of course my kind of woman by habit, however, she only had a butt that was nice to look at in an "it's okay" fashion. The previous waitress to the same establishment was much more pleasant in her all around approach and made me thankful to tip my wait staff. "Here is a tip for all flavors of the month. No excuses please, just allow me to enjoy my meal prepared by your boss!"

Sinner Saint's "Eye Want My Stroke Back" When a man thinks he regrets having slept with you!

Sinner Saint's "Eye Want My Strokes Back"

Time, money, energy, emotion, thought, gestures, acceptance, and compassion are instrumental in what takes place when any of us decide to say to ourselves in confession. "i love this person more than i thought." What needs to be taken into consideration is the possibility of your version of what is "in love" and their version of "in love" because it may or it may not actually represent the same exact definition. There are simple questions to ask which let you know if your versions are similar enough to accept as the same. Know this ladies and gentleman that the traditional coupling has different rules than the non traditional coupling.

Two women know exactly what in love is just as two males know what in love is for them. However, the heterosexual traditional coupling has a completely and opposite rule book for both parties involved. The female book says, and i quote: "take everything he has, and then after he is smitten, tell him it is not enough, and then repeat every 30 to 45 days.
The male hand book simply says, "by any means necessary, get her to do this when you need this done."

The rules are actually introverted or reversed when we look at it. He actually takes everything she has. "Baby. I want to get a new wig from Louis Vuitton and a Vera Wang toilet seat cover!" i don't care how much it costs, okay?" (of course you don't, why should you, you got money!")

Now him on the other hand. Comes home from a hard day at the gym. He just completed the 8th level of Candy Crush! Feeling good about himself. Like a man's man. A real man. Yeah! "I'm gon' put it on my lady today! Man walks in and just absorbs the lovely God inspired imprint of peace and harmony as he fantasizes her skin against his and whispers emotions of intensity into his ears, grabbing him as she explores his shoulders in a grasp which claims all humanity from the deepest portions of the soul.
He walks toward her as a Lion does his prey and in one gaze he says to her without words, "I must have you now or I will die."

Keep in mind however, there are levels to this coupling thing. The first 90 days to 6 months are kindergarten to third grade and the scale grows. Ladies who have a man as a love interest. We may repeat a few grades here and there. It's just how it is. We will always forget things because when we do not forget them we end up sounding like you, nagging like you, angry like you, and then you end up believing that it's not the type of relationship you should be in and that you should have an actual female partner opposed to a male partner.

Strong silent type. Masculine. Focused. Hungry. Commanding. Logical. Physique on point and all natural in loveliness. This is the type of woman......men like. Uh. My bad. I got confused for a moment. Everybody switching roles left and right I am actually not sure anymore who is who.

I know my role tho. I am your physical and your mental. I am your reassurance. I am your authority of "yes you look good." I am truth and honesty. Well. I am truth. We both know you don't really want honest until honest has to be the only choice left. Either way my love. It's me. The one you asked God for. You said, and I quote: "Dear God. Please send me a compassionate, loving, god fearing, man who will love me for me."
The only problem with the prayer is you have to be complete and exact in what you speak to God because God likes jokes just like the rest of us. If you don't know exactly who you are it is more than likely you are not going to truly ask for the right things.

"Dear God, Please help me to fix my multiple personality reconstruction project mentality, and keep the man you send me and help me make it work. I know I am a lot to deal with emotionally but, I do love and want to be loved. If it's alright with you God I would prefer he have an ambition to be a conqueror for our family unit and please keep him safe so that our children will know what it actually means to have a healthy relationship. I don't want to argue with him and call him names like I normally do when I am angry and don't know why. I would like him to make my body feel amazing and never lose his touch or desire for me. Please God. If you are there, let us be the unit in which you know makes you proud that we are together with one another and explore this world as we do our best to please you as we please each other. In your name I pray. Amen."

Men ain't no better, but at the very least we are actually trying to answer the questions correctly so we can get an A. Let's face it. You don't want a man who is actually going to tell you the truth. It is historically proven that telling the truth is not what it is anymore. If you ask your man what he wants to do to you for his birthday and he actually tells you verbatim what he wants to do to you, the first thing going through your mind is (LADIES: WHO YOU BEEN &*CKI$g LIKE THAT!?) who you been sleeping with like that because it sure ain't been me?
So now the man is forced to simply answer you the same way he has to answer any test given in these United States of America school systems.  Christopher Columbus didn't discover anything. But to get counted as the correct answer we are forced to repeat the lie so that comfort remains in tact.
The bottom line is we want you and mostly until the day we die. The problem we have to realize is unless you love you enough to let us love you we as men have to be mindful about who's cooking our meals and how much is the life insurance policy?

SINNER SAINT

Sinner Saint’s “On The Couch” A Self Employed and Homeless Creation

Sinner Saint’s “On The Couch” A Self Employed and Homeless Creation

Before I begin allow me to critique the previous writing. If I am homeless, then why am I on the Internet?” People seem to have multiple missed communications within their own thinking processes. We assume so much information simply because we believe we are ahead of the curve in our own individual way.

Example. I woke up with a notion I need to facilitate myself in the area known as bathroom. I kindly got myself together and made the journey to the resting spot where I commenced the process required by my body. Out comes a sound which nudged me to recognize here comes something special. GGGRrrrRrrrrrrrrRrrrrrrrrRRRRRRrrrrrr! A 5 second flagellated bowel gargle which had an impact of a rotator cup. (If you are educated I made you chuckle, if you are not educated you are staring at me wondering if I am authentically black or negro because of my eyes.)

Allow me to introduce myself in an appropriate and exciting manner.

* Ladies and Gentleman! Boys and girls! All the way from an alternating reality with dual processor credentials, the male exotic biscuit eater of Northern hemisphere and still underweight champion of 5904 south cooper street suite 104 box 116, the man with a plan that always falls between the cracks of lonely asses, voted to be most likely to not succeed-a praise given by his 10th grade English teacher, you guessed it, here he is!!!!!! The one. The only. SInnneeerrrrrrr Saaaaaainnnnnt! (applause goes here--2 clap minimum please)

BLESS YOU

Bless you esteemed colleagues and guests. I am humbly in front of you for a solid purpose and a rock solid reasoning. I am not employed to do anything else at this moment in my life. I have no more shame but still hold onto plenty of anger and disgust. I don’t like sagging grown men hanging onto a misconception of identity as well as the harassing action of false body art such as spanks and covered toe shoes, which does not depict to me the authenticity of the creature in which i aim to dip? I DO NOT ENJOY SURPRISES THAT ALTER MY INTENT OF EMOTION

HOT SEX ON A PLATTER

I have been paying for sex since I was about 20 years of age. I have paid for clothing, accessories, jewelry, property, entertainment, and more simply so I can have consensual adulterated, grown folk passion pleasing internal massages known as sexual intercourse. You call it dating or marriage. I call it like I see it.

What is prostitution? **Wikipedia: Prostitution is the business or practice of engaging in sexual relations, in exchange for payment. In escort prostitution, the act may take place at the client's residence or hotel room (referred to as out-call), or at the escort's residence or a hotel room rented for the occasion by the escort (in-call).

IF I stand my ground based on definition, intellectually and alone I may complete the phrase and state that “I am a sex worker. I work hard every day of the year, and save my money, so that a female who believes I am the right price, will have a sexual relationship with me. This is prostitution by default and I accepted it without knowing what I was doing. I now knowing what is really happening in this world do hereby declare myself as a Sovereign Relationship and must have my contract guidelines met prior to consent given to any outside entity seeking to engage in such activity or activities with my person.  

Basically, it means you should be paying me some money to talk to me about giving you my money so that you have sex with me any and every time the mood takes over my person.  Guess what? You are a prostitute!  You received/bought a ring, clothes, car, vacation, and other collateral items which can not be measured such as time.

Don’t be upset with me because the definition accepted is the term you use daily whether you know it or not. Research the words you use and determine if you are correct in your use. Good luck.

QUEEF OR QUEAF (click link to view video of Tiffany Haddish)

Today i want to discuss in question the art of eyebrow shaping, lip injections, and more but due to a late start this morning i did not prepare with adequate research, so instead we are going to embrace this simple thought. “Queef?”   

Are you telling me that with all the philosophers and scientists of Earth’s existing standards, you guys could not manage to produce an alternative or better word selection than the word queef?  Let’s for example ask out about the spelling. Are you telling me that a vagina with air coming out of it produced a word from god and that word was queef? So you are saying to me with all the king’s horsemen and all the kings men you could only put back together an adequate word under god and that word was queef? Queef in the morning queef in the evening ain’t we got fun, queef?

817-264-7554 mr. charles drives

STILL UNEMPLOYED HUNH

Today when i retry to fit into the standard corporation model of society as a blackening I am often reminded of my previous attempts to fit into anything. Some places are not big enough for my anatomical presence and other locations are vastly too much for me to fit but remains roomy enough for me to explore and with pleasure.

I applied at a local grocery store in purpose of employment to accommodate my research and development of craft. I realized that when I let go of something, I really don’t recall much. The application wanted to know if I would like to take drugs and if so that there is a drug screening available for me after completing the application.

First i thought how considerate of them to be concerned enough to ask. I thought wow, be it as a shopper or a possible employee they are really all about testing their products. Then i thought, what are they going to give me because I am allergic to pain and death, and that neither sample should contain these items in them.

Well I was curious enough to ask the store manager which of the drug samples should I try being a first time drug sampler ever. The store manager gazed in amusement and disgust all rolled into one. I held an honest face and stared directly into the store manager’s soul when I asked the question.  The response given to me was priceless. “The best thing for you to do is just say no when it asks you on the application if you take drugs.”

Wow. Honesty is the best policy. I have never taken drugs before in my life. I always had to pay some sort of money or trade item of value. Like this one time I wanted to know finally what is the big hoo hah pertaining to cannabis/marijuana. I enjoyed myself thoroughly and had the best meals of my life, but not once did I ever take any drugs. Taking drugs would be stealing. You should always pay for your goods and services.

FREESTYLE

I didn’t hear back from the store manager however I did get a visit from local law enforcement. I was asked if I am a legal citizen and I answered no. Why would I need a certificate of residence if i get my mail from a post office box? Duh…..

When I was much younger than I am now, I wanted to love so badly I thought possibly I would become a movie star and be loved all the time. Yep. Women would knock at my door and ask if I have seen their Frisbee? I would say no, but they can take a look around to search for it. Then the dime would ask me for assistance. She would walk upstairs to my closets and enjoy the silks and satins as the candles whisper essence of calm all over the house. Then she would ask me for her help with this ache in her back and I would help her. She’d begin to rub my chest and I would let her. She would kiss on my neck and I would let her. She’d then nibble at my ear and I would let her. She’d place her hand on my thigh and I would let her. She would place her hand on my other thigh and I would let her. She would then massage my feet and I would let her. She would deep tissue massage my yes yes ya’ll and I would let her. Then at the end of the search she would ask me if her friends can help her search with her and I would let her. Then I would wake up in the backseat of a Lincoln with my hands tied to the door handles by stockings as they throw green jello at my naked torso. They would then humiliate me by eating the green jello off my torso as they sip champagne for a few hours. Oh the humiliation of it all. I would be forced to eat grapes as they feed them to me just before they begin to have their way with me. Kissing, hugging, touching, licking, and more explicit graphics which depict a horrible act of pleasure. I simply would let her.

ABSTRACT PAUSE SWITCH SUBJECT…..

Aye, Pastor Rush, how are you? Yes I’m blessed. Yes. I’m doing well. I was just witnessing to some colleagues about how great god is and his impact on my life. Yes. I will see you Wednesday for Bingo. End call.

Sinner Saint! Duh. I don’t lie to you, to God, nor anyone else. I have no need to lie. I’m black! You don’t believe I can do, be, or become anything in the first place, which is why the rules of this country are based on property and ownership by standards of false traditions homed in by euro centric males. I’m ignorantly capable of function and courtesy. I love me enough to know enough for me. I don’t know enough to love you, so I simply love me in place of you, so you can feel the way i feel. Loved.

TESTIMONY

I don’t actually see color. I see spirit. I hear spirit. I speak spirit. I am not a natural fit to this world. Example, the lady with the wig and painted on eyebrows has a husband or a beau and rightfully so. She sees what she sees in him and vice verse. Do you think they care enough about small items such as appearance when they are 2 spirits which have found one another again. Do you think she cares if he snores in his sleep. Do you think he cares if at night her toe nails are sharper than a porcupines nipple scratching him up like a whip to the back of Kunta Kente? Do you really believe that a force as powerful as the definition, term, emotion, and truth, known as love, is not adequate enough for a race of people to defend themselves or their loved ones? I apologize if I lose you, however, I am not going to apologize for refusing to lie to you, refusing to hate you, refusing to hurt you, refusing to despise you, to interrupt you, kissing you, touching you, embracing you, warming up to you, watch you, monitor you, listening to you, responding to you or even more so I will not apologize for thinking of you. I make choices and decisions. I decided to love you and love me at the same time. So I blaze one for you every time I blaze one for me because in my world anything I want to manifest has been done. I am Sinner Saint and I laugh with this message!

RELATIONSHIP TIP

Stop listening to everyone else’s tips if you are not like those people who are advising you. If you are a poor attitude and lazy please take notes only from other poor attitude and lazy peoples because they know what you are going through.

Example enough for me is this little tort of a scenario. A significant other spoke in haste to me and purely had a problem with me because it was me. The subject is Christmas tree as the point is the purpose of Christmas. I asked one simple question and received a thrashing rant of why i have no business asking questions about this holiday. When it was all said and done the truth had set us both free.

I asked a simple and honest question. If we are doing this based on tradition, what was the reason for changing part of the tradition (Christmas ornaments style)? Reason I asked? i asked so I knew by testimony if it is okay for me to clean house by discarding things we are no longer involving in our routines.

The answer given to me in a black female kind of way was not shocking nor was it appropriate. “You have no right to ask me about my choice in something you are not a part of!” I put up the Christmas tree every year, not you! *Crowd goes “Ooooh!”

Now I easily could have been Mandingo and reminded her that due to her inability to display her authentic affection for the creator in which I believe in, and due to her inability to think collectively opposed to only what she wants because its what she was taught when she was growing up while her father cheated continuously on her mother because he believed her place was in the kitchen and at home with the children, I  due to my upbringing by all the women in my family learned to share and be the bigger person for the sake of the children so that they would not grow up believing that either of them male/female is better than the other, but that love is the only true thing that matters because God is love and that at all times we should display such affection and attention, it is better to be wise and calm than hasty and bitter, thus the reason each year I would not argue any longer about the Christmas trees because in my upbringing we actually said the name Jesus and God opposed to your choice of only saying, “the man upstairs”, which means you believe in mankind more than the creator, I removed myself from your equation and allowed you to do it your way, each way, each year, by your own testimony, because I will always be a man who can’t get it right, because I am not a mind reader in the first place to know that you actually don’t have a clue and out of fear you simply want the children to follow you and not me because you lost faith in me as a mate, when in fact i was only a trophy. I did none of that.

I responded: You feel better? I know how important it is to speak our minds and let off the steam. “The only reason I ask, is to know whether or not I can discard other ornaments and dressings, because I’m trying to clean  house here, and do not know what is to keep. I know by your answer you are upset in a different area out of fear, however, the reason for the season does not believe in fear and neither should you. I am not the enemy and I would appreciate it if you would conduct yourself knowingly, as I have not any enemies of Earth.

ON THE COUCH

Place a female on a couch facing the couch. Find corner of couch. Have female raise right leg and secure herself on the couch. Gradually insert female. Stride until satisfied or new position is required. Be mindful of sounds as it triggers premature satisfaction standards and can disrupt future couch sessions. *Have you ever thought about how much you enjoy hearing pleasure. I am on the couch and I mean on the couch. I am making complete use of these cushions. I am 4 hours deep without an exclamation. I am into it. I heard a sound that not only pierced my spine but made my body go into auto pilot hyper drive and before I knew it I was singing songs and praises beyond my control.

I start watching her body and positions and movements and am going crazy in my own mind. Its not that she is making noises and sounds and feeling good to my pelvic thrusts of determination, but more so the fact that, her sounds and emotions are appreciated by a dreamer like myself. It’s all a dream is what I tell myself, because there is not one single female ever under existence whom was actually ever satisfied. They are naturally settle-fied. They settle for a satisfying moment be it short term or longer in term, it’s still segmented based on a lifetime. Ladies I take great pleasure in hearing your natural sounds, and seeing your natural expressions. The best one ever is the over the shoulder in disbelief look. You know the one. He hit that spot you thought no one ever knew about and what it does to you internally. He hit it so well, you in your natural response, looked over your left shoulder back at him and stared as your expressions continued to show your arousal. PURE ENTERTAINMENT TO MEN!

Talking is what mucks it up for all men. Don’t say one word after you have stopped or he has stopped. Keep silent. Actions only at this point. Do not and I repeat, please do not start talking to him because you are interrupting the "after fantasy glow recap" all men go through when a real bust has occurred.  Shut up after the nut is what I am saying.

I don’t want to talk. I don’t want to hear something that changes my mind, which changes my mood, which changes my actions. If you want me to stay, don’t ask me or say anything to me. Don’t put that “fear of concern” in the air by asking questions like, “how does it feel” or “was I better than what you have experienced before?” because quite frankly until you brought it up, I wasn't thinking about anything to begin with other than how awesome my balls feel slapping against your ass cheeks knowing you want me to slap my balls up against your ass cheeks. It’s sensual.

Ladies, Freaks, and One timers I am open to suggestions but not open to bullshit. If your mind is fucked up, do not speak to me, and you will get a good result out of me. Simply walk up to me in your seductive style. Place your hand on either my thigh, my chest,  or simply hold me from behind and grab my crotch. I like a sexy woman going for it. It makes my hotness easier to maintain.

I enjoy a sexy foot. I enjoy a sexy ankle, a sexy neck, a sexy shoulder or shoulders, a nice butt, a sexy walk, knock kneed, pigeon toed, feminine woman who has no problem with spontaneous gestures such as hand jobs in a booth or dark theater as well as summer hood or summer trunk cunnilingus. I’m dirty like that.

These things are a part of what makes me me. In stimulation I am confident and direct about my business. I have spoken to President’s of companies under this influence and received no results, but the fact that I did it anyway, impressed my inner self. I am a being. I am Earth. I am God. I am the summation of the balances of the two and shall continue to express myself as openly and honestly as possible, as long as the definitions are correct.

Sinner Saint's "Laugh All You Want"

Laugh all you want. It's your life. Why wouldn't you laugh as much as possible? There are many bumdass things you have done over the course of your homosapien career like wear those pants with that shirt not to mention those socks with them shoes. We aren't even going to bring up the fact you truly believed in that hair style. Yeah, so why not laugh it's your homosapien career not theirs.

Sinner Saint Tour

SINNER SAINT'S FACTS OF LIES!

One day I was sitting in a physical rehab office and couldn't help but listen to the thoughts of a person who believed.....get this....President Obama is going to lead America back to England because of Obama-Care and his belief of Social pages.

Sinner Saint:  Let's skip past the facts or fiction of Obamacare and let's skip past going back to England and simply look at the belief.  This educated sounding woman with a straight face in tone and enunciation stated...."because of his belief in Social Pages!?

FOR THE RECORD

• There is not one person who actually states and knows factually why they are against Obamacare other than they prefer to have poor people suffer and they want to be rich so they can charge richer prices in healthcare, and other domestic affairs of this country.
•  The average american by the year 2029 will make less than working Americans of today but pay more for healthcare and pornography.
• Movies will cost $15 flat and a large popcorn will cost the same
• Marijuana will still be illegal but a Supreme Court Ruling will lift the identification currently required on Cigarette or Tobacco products of health risks for using product
• Slave Trades are at an all time high for prostitution, and mining of poppy fields
• Kidnapping will become the new war on drugs
• KFC or Kentucky Fried Chicken will change its receipe for harvesting to increase portion size and profits
• Haliburton will become the new fast food chain for office furniture
• Q-tip changes it's format of apperance by simulating an Ankh which in fact makes cleaning out ear wax safer and increases profits by 800%!

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