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2011

22

Jul

Caprice Does Some Yachting of the Day

I don’t really know who Caprice is, but apparently I’ve Posted Pics of her Box Before ….and the name does kinda remind me of some mid 90s shit….and here she is on some Yacht…exciting stuff….people living better lives than us we’ve never heard of…fucking awesome….

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2007

15

Mar

I am – Caprice’s Box of the Day

caprice_box_top.jpg

See, I am capable of making shitty blogger jokes too. I don’t always have to write paragraphs of stories and observations to bore you with. I hope you are happy people who have been complaining about my posts being too long. If you missed the joke, the title of this post is called Caprice’s Box. I remember when this slut was a hot fucking number. Her tits would be in every celebrities nude website I could get my hand on and I have to admit when times were tough I resorted to jerking off to her. It wasn’t really jerking off, it was more like raping myself, because my mind screamed no but my hand just went where it wanted. I don’t get boners anymore, so were cool. The closest thing I get to raping myself is when I shove my wives rolled quarters in my ass to smuggle them out of the house to buy cigars. Yes. I steal from my wife. Fuck you for judgin’ me…Asshole.

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2007

15

Mar

I am – Caprice's Box of the Day

caprice_box_top.jpg

See, I am capable of making shitty blogger jokes too. I don’t always have to write paragraphs of stories and observations to bore you with. I hope you are happy people who have been complaining about my posts being too long. If you missed the joke, the title of this post is called Caprice’s Box. I remember when this slut was a hot fucking number. Her tits would be in every celebrities nude website I could get my hand on and I have to admit when times were tough I resorted to jerking off to her. It wasn’t really jerking off, it was more like raping myself, because my mind screamed no but my hand just went where it wanted. I don’t get boners anymore, so were cool. The closest thing I get to raping myself is when I shove my wives rolled quarters in my ass to smuggle them out of the house to buy cigars. Yes. I steal from my wife. Fuck you for judgin’ me…Asshole.

Posted in:Caprice|Unsorted