Sinful Red Plezure, submitted by Vincent. Speaking of pathetic attempts to find someone to love you for who you are, this site is a horribly designed personal home page for a crazy woman who is looking for that special someone. Assuming that special someone is deaf and doesn't stab themself in the heart the second the midi music starts playing, they can look forward to a lifetime shackled with crazy woman and her kids. Her kids eat human skin.

Do you qualify to fertilize my unproduced seeds?
Can you fulfill, as I can, all of our needs?
Can you put me in my place if you see I am slippin?
Can you talk to me, whole-heartedly, not constantly trippin?

You're damn straight there isn't "anything on her" that I need! The bold on the text above was added by me. This is probably one of the most pathetic and horrifying things I've ever seen a woman say. She's already launched a couple crotch rockets, why the hell is she dipping her ladel into the cumpit looking for more piping hot baby-to-be with which she can brew some more SCUDS? Ahoy mateys, cast out the net again, we've got some prime men yet to catch with our riddles!

– Zack "Geist Editor" Parsons (@sexyfacts4u)

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