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69oak69
64 / male
Heart of Illinois, Illinois, US
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Farmer
A farmer had a bad year, and just narrowly avoided bankruptcy by selling off almost everything he could spare, and a few things he really couldnt. He noticed that the two peach trees out behind the henhouse were loaded with nice, perfect looking peaches and decided to cash in on them. Wanting to cut out the middle man, he began selling them door to door. This method did not turn out to be too successful as he had knocked on half the front doors in town without making a sale. Finally he rang a doorbell and was answered by a petite liitle natural blonde wearing nothing but a very sheer, very short, black lace negligee. Somewhat startled by the lady's appearance the farmer began "I'm selling some nice fresh organic, farm-raised peaches...." The blonde looked down at the fruit in the farmer's basket and cooed, "Oh how nice, peaches!" Picking one up she continued, "My, how nice and round and firm they are, just like my nice, round, firm breasts". At that point a tear fell from the farmer's left eye. The blonde went on, "And they're covered with such nice, soft, blonde peach fuzz, just like the nice, soft, blonde pubic hair down between my legs". A tear then rolled down the farmer's right cheek from his right eye. Noticing, the blonde asked with some concern,"Why you're crying! What's the matter hon?" "Well," said the farmer, drying his eyes, "My wheat froze out, my hogs all got pseudorabies, the blight got my corn, the bugs got my beans, and now I'm going to be screwed out of my peaches."
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| October 15, 2008, 17:37 |
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Re: Farmer
xox 
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| October 15, 2008, 22:45 |
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Re: Farmer
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| October 16, 2008, 16:45 |
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