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Jaunita Saggs was a cunt. Everybody thought so. Somewhere there were sworn affidavits attesting to her twattiness. She lumbered around the office in chambray and silk caftains. Her flesh hung in great labial folds around her and her nose was swollen and sensitive, and if I may say so, quite clitty. Her standing was often accompanied by a great, windy queef. What’s more, she had a tendency to sweat profusely, particularly when excited, and it sometimes had a cottage cheesey consistancy. Yup, she was a great big Bogina. So none of us was a bit surprised when, at lunch, she ordered the tuna.

Date Written: March 29, 2004
Author: Jimson S. Sorghum
Average Vote: 4.3636

03/31/2004 Benny Maniacs: Could I have a tuna melt on wry please? Ha ha ha.
03/31/2004 Benny Maniacs (4): Oh yeah.
03/31/2004 qualcomm (4):
03/31/2004 Dylan Danko (4): Jaunita Saggs is my kinda gal!
03/31/2004 Ewan Snow (5): I think the most damning evidence is that she "lumbered around the office in chambray and silk caftains."
03/31/2004 mr.coffee (3): nice
03/31/2004 Moe-Ron (4): Juanita made my skin crawl.
04/1/2004 Mr. Pony (4): Ha ha, Bogina!
05/22/2004 TheBuyer (5): Such a cunt.
06/7/2004 qualcomm: i think i for one would have been surprised by that choice.
11/4/2004 The Rid (5): Ho ho! Ha! That's great.
02/13/2005 Streifenbeuteldachs (5): Classic.
03/10/2005 Litcube (5): My imagined shape of Jimson (prior to viewing a few of her works, a smooth elliptical array, with warm curvature, parabolic in its predictability and consistency) is slowly morphing into something more angular, fiercely jutting extensions, and far less symmetrical.