Предисловие:

Долгие годы я получал поздравления на день Валентина от брошеных 
мною баб. В одних мне припоминалось как я одел кроссовки с костюмом, 
в других что у меня башка квадратная, третьи по серьезному 
признавались во всяком интиме, а отдельные экзотированные барышни 
даже брали у меня в этот день денег. Это всё не важно. Я их всех всё 
равно помню и люблю и посвящаю им это поздравление... 
Все персонажы - вымышленные, все образы - собирательные.


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HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!

Its a valentine's day my dear girl and it's pleasure to write you 
in foreign language, because you dont understand a shit in english, 
stupid bitch. The only thing i'd like to say to you this valentine's 
day - the motherfucking lover's day - i want your pussy, i need your 
pussy, i love it.

Show me your pussy, is it so hard to show it to me? I wanna see it, 
smell it, lick it, eat it, drink from it, if it was big enough, i'd 
fucking sleep and live in it. Sweet chocolate baby pussy makes me
 sick, i'd die for the pussy, i'd kill for the pussy, pussy is 
number one merchandise!

First I had plans to send you Dr. Kashpirovski picture so he could 
hipnotise you to say "yes" to me, but suddenly i realised that ugly 
oldman kashpirovski will scare you, so I refused to send you 
Kashpirovski picture. Instead of that i send the foto of my 
yellow owfull teeth. I will gnaw your hole with 'em.

But my main dream is one dirty action: stick my fuckin dick in your 
pussy or even ass. Thinking of that I always feel my dick becomes 
hard. Suck it. Suck my motherfucker stinking nigger animal dick. 
I am number one sex cyborg, sex monkey bastard and the God Of Sex 
Energy! I have even read Kama-Sutra...

All the women in the god damn world would be glad as shit to jump 
on my banana and feel the power of temptation. Only you ignore me. 
Why oh why? Dont you know i am the dog of fucking? I am the dead 
dog armed with tasty bone for you! Be the bitch for your dog - the 
kakandokalo ass.

Girls of all ages and nationalities want to see  kakandokalo naked, 
give me the money bitches and I will take it! All the females would 
be happy to taste my cock, to play with it. For sure. But my heart 
(penis) belongs only to you. So all the others can piss off, they 
got no chance. I am your one and only fat drug-addicted rat.

I hate bying stuff for bitchez, i hate making gifts, and even more 
I hate taking gifts from bithes. Cause making presents they want me 
to depend on them. I never ever defend ore save the bitch, cause I 
love only myself. I dont wanna get smashed face and lay in hospital 
while this bitch will fuck with some other dude. Cause my ballz will 
get smacked too, so I shall need no more women.

Its pleasant to realize that I can buy a prostitute, a THING TO FUCK. 
Also, I always see thru the females: what they think, what they gonna 
do to make me their slave, to merry me. You want me to take you to 
the theatre, to disco, to dance with you listening to goddamn pop? 
Fuck this shit! I want to drink half liter of vodka, switch my brain 
off, jump for for half an hour listening to narcoman rappers Cypress
 Hill, then I want my dick to get sucked by you (or some other bitch,
 no difference) and then go asleep.

But frankly speaking I dont want no alcohol, no narcotics, I need 
only you, you, you, happy valentines, and itsa shame you dont fuck 
with me. I know you want to fuck with me. And you masturbate thinking 
of me. I know I am the reason of not fuckin - I am fucking afraid of 
fucking... I hate fucking like i hate sports, I throw up imagining my
 thick body in horrible motions.

I hate myself but I dont wanna die. My mission is to break lifes of 
women, to make them want me and then leaving them without a one 
single fuck. To spit in their souls. Lets stay friends, baby...

You hoped I will cry and write sad poems? Actually I do... Thaha! I 
lied. Gettin up saturday morning with hangover I begin writing 
humorous tales about how I got drunk and high yesterday. Am I 
talanted writer? Nope! I am GENIUS!

Hell yeah I am coward betrayer, repeat it once more baby. I like 
when you talk like this, cause that means You really feel pain and 
wanna hurt me. And it's good I only drink and smoke, dont hang out 
with girls. I must not wash myself before going out at night, I can
 stink however I stink, it doesnt matter how You smell when You are
 drunk as mud pig.

Yo! Simetimes I feel shock realising women I idealize also eat, shit 
and have menses. I dont answer phones. We got no common interests.
 Drink? You dont drink. Drugs? You dont do drugz. Fuck? I fuck not.
 So why should we be together?

I'll never forget your, I promise, by the way, what was your name? 
Thahahahahahhha!!! You crying? You begging on your knees? You can 
not sleep? I dont give a bloody FUCK about that!

FUCK YOU, DARLING! FUCK THE VALENTINEZ! FUCK EVERYBODY! I HATE ALL 
THE PEOPLE ROUND THE WORLD AND WISH YOU ALL DIE IN AGONIES THIS NICE 
PRETTY WONDERFULL VALENTINES MOTHERFUCKING DAY!!!

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