Haven't had sex in a while. A long while. Next time I have it, it will
be with you.

On 11/27/10, emilieduchatelet8@gmail.com <emilieduchatelet8@gmail.com> wrote:

I love your cock.

On 11/27/10, emilieduchatelet8@gmail.com <emilieduchatelet8@gmail.com>
wrote:

I'll make you one with my bosoms playing a leading role.

On Sat, Nov 27, 2010 at 9:20 PM, emilieduchatelet8@gmail.com <
emilieduchatelet8@gmail.com> wrote:

I am in LOVE with Texas but only because you are a Texan. I find Texas
incredibly arousing. Please just read anything out for me - I hunger for
your voice and I've watched the bible burning a million billion times
until
I can hear you say *Leviticus or some shitty part of the bible* and *its
you
we're burning, yes, you Sir* and *I'm sexist and even I think thats
sexist
and also slavery* and *I'm in my apartment, I'm not gonna burn my own
shit*
in my sleep. Everyone on that blog is a giant pussy except you. Now I
have
to watch Nixon so I can watch what you watch and see what you see.


On Sat, Nov 27, 2010 at 9:13 PM, Barrett Brown
<barriticus@gmail.com>wrote:

Well my mom's coming by with new copy of D Magazine in which Mark Davis
writes a letter about me so I'll critique that for you. I'm watching
Nixon;
1994 Oliver Stone film. Fucking incredible. God I wish I lived in the
60s
and 70s. If you think Texans have been getting up to nefarious shit
lately
you should have seen us then. A bunch of people on my dad's side worked
for
Lyndon Johnson, many of them went to prison or insane asylums for drug
addiction. Today all Americans are giant pussies. I may join the New
Black
Panthers.


On Sat, Nov 27, 2010 at 4:02 PM, emilieduchatelet8@gmail.com <
emilieduchatelet8@gmail.com> wrote:

Not until I get the video of you that you promised me when you were at
your mums. You were going to read the Dallas Morning News and become
enraged
so you could say Faggoty Ass Faggot for me.

Harry Potter was bloody brilliant! It was overly long but there was
this
animated sequence which told the story of these three brothers which
was
just excellent. I want to see it again. Why do I only get TWO WORDS!
ps
I
kept thinking about your lovely face and eyes and all the things we've
talked about during the film. I'm, totally smitten with you. I need
more
than TWO WORDS. Your mouth is lovely too. Send me pictures of you.
(please)


On Sat, Nov 27, 2010 at 6:57 PM, Barrett Brown
<barriticus@gmail.com>wrote:

More pictures.


On Sat, Nov 27, 2010 at 1:58 AM, emilieduchatelet8@gmail.com <
emilieduchatelet8@gmail.com> wrote:

ugh,  I had this impression at the very start when I first went to
read
that blog and I get the impression still - that you're way ahead of
them,
sweetheart, both in intellect and hotness. (like you are on another
planet
of intellect and hotness) (you're that really hot planet of
intellect
and
hotness and they're the really cold planet of dull mediocrity
un-hotness)
I'm on the hot planet of uber intellect and hotness with you and our
dogs,
so hot btw. I'll tell you the story of my cat - she would lick
double
cream
(double cream stays in place longer) from my cunt with insistent
pleasure,
until the last drop had gone. I'd pour more on the spot that I
needed
more
attention at and the perfect little rough tongue would gratify me
until I
nearly passed out with orgasms.  I never tried dogs, possibly
because
I
never had a dog but I imagine those Rottweilers are pretty good with
their
tongues. And the added fear of being ripped apart in their jaws
gives
it an
extra frisson. I could not stop myself from mentioning our dogs in
your
Gaming thread. I am just too aroused to remain silent and you're too
fucking
hot to grace that blog with your hotitude.

Jack Wills has this idea that its a genteel English upper class
purveyor of fine University attire. Its first shop was in Salcombe
in
Devon
and subsequent ones sprang up in quaint towns and picturesque cities
thereafter. Pretentious? Oui.

http://www.jackwills.com/Jack/Default.aspx



On Sat, Nov 27, 2010 at 1:50 AM, Barrett Brown
<barriticus@gmail.com>wrote:

I just had a beer at the bar down the street but I got bored pretty
quickly and came home to a bunch of retarded comments on a post I
had
written with the specific intention of not having to afterwards
hold
everyone's fucking hand through my argument. I can't even write
about
fucking games without having to afterwards explain what I've
already
put
into precise linguistics. Fucking amazing.
http://www.ordinary-gentlemen.com/2010/11/computing-in-virtual-worlds/comment-page-1/#comment-83825


<http://www.ordinary-gentlemen.com/2010/11/computing-in-virtual-worlds/comment-page-1/#comment-83825>Have
fun at the boutique. Does Newcastle not warrant its own Jack Wills?


On Fri, Nov 26, 2010 at 5:43 PM, emilieduchatelet8@gmail.com <
emilieduchatelet8@gmail.com> wrote:

I'm in bed. It is freezing. Been snowing all day. I just realised
my
fingers are cold when I went to scratch my thigh and nearly jumped
a
foot in the air. Tomorrow i'm taking the Princess to Durham to a
shop
called Jack Wills where she wants to buy all this overpriced gear
which all her friends have. Having said that I have lots of Jack
Wills
stuff too so i'm just as bad. Then its sledging time on the moor.
Can't wait. I love the snow. X love you more Barrett Gorgeous
Brown.
And I don'l want to fuck the snow. But really really squeally want
you
to nail me.

--
Regards,

Barrett Brown
512-560-2302

--
Regards,

Barrett Brown
512-560-2302

--
Regards,

Barrett Brown
512-560-2302