Welcome to the next episode of *G*'s delusions, where women don't think he's a disgusting Hefty bag filled with bacon grease and lard and somehow lubricate their genitals without gagging at his sight and smell. *G* tells us that he has two modes, one where he tells the truth, and the other where he lies. I think he paints the line clearly when he tosses out this porno talk and pretends like he's some sort of Don Juan. *G*, the only thing you could get wet is maybe a hippo, and that's only if you lost some weight and put on some Axe Body Spray and bribed it with promises of movie stars and cocaine.
You are a disgusting man-hog and you should be locked up. Delusions are healthy on some level, but not when you dress them up in this sexual grandeur and air them in public trying to impress others. You are impressing no one, boy. I'd daresay that most people reading your post are laughing at how ludicrous the things you are saying are. Nobody could want you in your condition.
