Eamonn Holmes is bored with your usual fareand is yawning deeply. Phillip Schofield, who happened to be passing, could not resist shoving his massive engorged cock into Eamonn's throat, causing him to gag and choke. This really excites Fern Britten, who as we all know, gushes like Niagara when she's on heat and the studio floor becomes slick with her cunt slops. Max Mosely, today's guest, slips in Fern's labial lake and lands flat on his face, arse in the air. The force of the landing ripped his trousers and pants open reveling his rotten, beaten anus - out of which a humming bird appears and flies off to freedom.
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Wasp Box like a nervous random stranger at a glory hole,
Fri 11 Jul 2008, 9:39,
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^ THIS!or alternatively Scarlet yiffing a Thundercat.
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Sunburn Go on.... It's character building!,
Fri 11 Jul 2008, 9:44,
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... to the tune of George Michael's tune of the same name'You've got to give-uh what you taaaake'
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Geoff the Clownfish You know Myra, some people might think you're cute,
Fri 11 Jul 2008, 9:44,
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