The Crimson Dong hits himself in this face to smack a doze of reality television into his migraine. We now have men copying my name and style? I am not surprised because unlike you the Crimson Dog has more juice than juice. Step pup to my Dong and get slipped down like a bad hobbit on Christmas morning after Saint Dick forgot to ass over your house and pump down your chin knee. I accept only on one air conditioner and that be my need for dat puss dat puss. When's my next hit? Need dat puss dat puss. Crimson Phony Bologna I whip my ass with your challenge and I promise my cobra is a lot wetter than yours. Shit in my corn flakes and I piss in your goat meal!