Kaught In A Trap

I'm not typing more than about 20-30 words a minutes tops right now. I feel like Gary Kasperoff at his defeat by Deep Blue. I had been trying for about 15 minutes to raise an 'oh what wow' from this uninvited private konversationer. ONLY when the linK came.... Do you see? Yes, like Robin Beck for the very first time I had been kruising a digital love that dare not speak it's name. Kunt.

Tri loosing your Hed (Kandi) in a BooK

PS Carrie White eats shit.

Krisis on Earth-Prime

YES SIR I CAN BOOGIE!!!!

As If They Were Still Lovers

PS Oddly enuff my Blogger Word verification for this post is YIOESR. Am I the only one who looks at that and reads 'Yes Sir, I can Boogie'?

The Sekond Kuming

Only five months late, and so untopical its UNTRUE, I present Planet-K's 2nd K-Pod. Click below to get it shoved squarely up yer I-fucKin-toons.

Kall tha Kops

In the last 24 hours I have had my melon twisted happily. Last night I came a Kropper & followed a Kar to Salford Keys. As we get underway ie. me starting to skin-up, & K wapped out, he's talking liKe. I'm listening liKe. He mentions Police but refers to them as 'uniform'. Yup!. "I work for vice" "I am sooo not a prostitute" I say. He only a DCI like Prime SuspeKt. HA! Long story short, decent cock, but mouthed along with Westlife. ThinKing I was gonna have to do all the worK. I cut it short. Today, he's texted me asKin to sell sum K. I HAVE BECOME......CATHERINE ZETA JONES in ENTRAPMENT.