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Post by Ownerer on Mon Jan 25, 2010 10:16 am

I woke up with a boner and three big stoned gorrillas pounced on my 20 inch telescope. They began to beat it furiously, hoping to make it look like a piece of shit. Then a set of wolfs began chewing all grandma's 8-track tapes. Got celluloid poisoning after swallowing a whole gallon of industrial waste. My legs looked like melting stumps, but were ok. Looking for my gigantic leather jack boots and scuba gear, I realized that a scuba-suit fart was migrating up my back, feeling lumpy and wet. Wicked smells arose from my butt and crept up into my eyes and exploded my brains left hemisphere, allowing the right side of my brain to freeze. Since I had no penis pump, frozen and flaccid my girlfriend helped. but with lockjaw she clamped down & released a load containing obscene amounts of highly nutritious seaman with pineapples and dog hair. That was the yellow and hairy load that won an award at Load Blowers International. I bagged gold but blew silver snot balls out my butt and all over your big big titties.

Getting up from taking a huge dump all over the golden throne, I flew in all my old and well used bath towels, and other mismatched nonsense. Then I realized that one of my largest hemorrhoids had turned into a bloody pulp, which smelled similar to your mom's intestine. How I lavishly licked her big titties was like licking ice cream off the pavement on a Sunday afternoon, I can't imagine more pimples, hair and juicy titty-drink anywhere else. Cyst discharges tasted like sweaty pubes off my big sister's friend's g-banger. Boy, I am wanting some of that ass.

Shouting out to the perverted gatekeeper.......Let Me In!!! That's when I noticed a door knocker in my pocket, knocked it against your moms tight, clean, and beautiful left eardrum because I was trying to get laid, but the knocker refused to play,grew legs and sang "Dear penis, I don't think that I like you anymore". Pulling Viagra out, I coerced my penis he says "Dear Rodney, I don't think I like u anymore. 'Cause when u get to drinkin' You put me places I've never been before. Dear Rodney, I don't like u anymore."

So that was when Dolly Parton broke into song singing Dwight Yoakam's mothers lullaby to a pair of week old dingle berries without their dingles. Gazing at stars, I roasted some and ate 'em with toothpicks made from crystallized urea. What a fantastic and very strange aroma produced by my sweat glands between my legs I must remember to bottle it. Should I become drunk on the sofa with cardboard as my mate,shaped as my best friend Lamma_Smoker. burnt Lamma smell emanated from Jake's beer keg. Humans have been known to drink bad and awake with abnormally small testies which makes reproduction a hassle when rooting Amazonian Lesbians with wooden dildos, not cheap plastic ones. Such bonerific
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Re: Three Word Story

Post by Jake Blues on Sun Jan 31, 2010 1:32 pm

I woke up with a boner and three big stoned gorrillas pounced on my 20 inch telescope. They began to beat it furiously, hoping to make it look like a piece of shit. Then a set of wolfs began chewing all grandma's 8-track tapes. Got celluloid poisoning after swallowing a whole gallon of industrial waste. My legs looked like melting stumps, but were ok. Looking for my gigantic leather jack boots and scuba gear, I realized that a scuba-suit fart was migrating up my back, feeling lumpy and wet. Wicked smells arose from my butt and crept up into my eyes and exploded my brains left hemisphere, allowing the right side of my brain to freeze. Since I had no penis pump, frozen and flaccid my girlfriend helped. but with lockjaw she clamped down & released a load containing obscene amounts of highly nutritious seaman with pineapples and dog hair. That was the yellow and hairy load that won an award at Load Blowers International. I bagged gold but blew silver snot balls out my butt and all over your big big titties.

Getting up from taking a huge dump all over the golden throne, I flew in all my old and well used bath towels, and other mismatched nonsense. Then I realized that one of my largest hemorrhoids had turned into a bloody pulp, which smelled similar to your mom's intestine. How I lavishly licked her big titties was like licking ice cream off the pavement on a Sunday afternoon, I can't imagine more pimples, hair and juicy titty-drink anywhere else. Cyst discharges tasted like sweaty pubes off my big sister's friend's g-banger. Boy, I am wanting some of that ass.

Shouting out to the perverted gatekeeper.......Let Me In!!! That's when I noticed a door knocker in my pocket, knocked it against your moms tight, clean, and beautiful left eardrum because I was trying to get laid, but the knocker refused to play,grew legs and sang "Dear penis, I don't think that I like you anymore". Pulling Viagra out, I coerced my penis he says "Dear Rodney, I don't think I like u anymore. 'Cause when u get to drinkin' You put me places I've never been before. Dear Rodney, I don't like u anymore."

So that was when Dolly Parton broke into song singing Dwight Yoakam's mothers lullaby to a pair of week old dingle berries without their dingles. Gazing at stars, I roasted some and ate 'em with toothpicks made from crystallized urea. What a fantastic and very strange aroma produced by my sweat glands between my legs I must remember to bottle it. Should I become drunk on the sofa with cardboard as my mate,shaped as my best friend Lamma_Smoker. burnt Lamma smell emanated from Jake's beer keg. Humans have been known to drink bad and awake with abnormally small testies which makes reproduction a hassle when rooting Amazonian Lesbians with wooden dildos, not cheap plastic ones. Such bonerific activities will always
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Re: Three Word Story

Post by Elwood Blues on Sun Jan 31, 2010 1:45 pm

I woke up with a boner and three big stoned gorrillas pounced on my 20 inch telescope. They began to beat it furiously, hoping to make it look like a piece of shit. Then a set of wolfs began chewing all grandma's 8-track tapes. Got celluloid poisoning after swallowing a whole gallon of industrial waste. My legs looked like melting stumps, but were ok. Looking for my gigantic leather jack boots and scuba gear, I realized that a scuba-suit fart was migrating up my back, feeling lumpy and wet. Wicked smells arose from my butt and crept up into my eyes and exploded my brains left hemisphere, allowing the right side of my brain to freeze. Since I had no penis pump, frozen and flaccid my girlfriend helped. but with lockjaw she clamped down & released a load containing obscene amounts of highly nutritious seaman with pineapples and dog hair. That was the yellow and hairy load that won an award at Load Blowers International. I bagged gold but blew silver snot balls out my butt and all over your big big titties.

Getting up from taking a huge dump all over the golden throne, I flew in all my old and well used bath towels, and other mismatched nonsense. Then I realized that one of my largest hemorrhoids had turned into a bloody pulp, which smelled similar to your mom's intestine. How I lavishly licked her big titties was like licking ice cream off the pavement on a Sunday afternoon, I can't imagine more pimples, hair and juicy titty-drink anywhere else. Cyst discharges tasted like sweaty pubes off my big sister's friend's g-banger. Boy, I am wanting some of that ass.

Shouting out to the perverted gatekeeper.......Let Me In!!! That's when I noticed a door knocker in my pocket, knocked it against your moms tight, clean, and beautiful left eardrum because I was trying to get laid, but the knocker refused to play,grew legs and sang "Dear penis, I don't think that I like you anymore". Pulling Viagra out, I coerced my penis he says "Dear Rodney, I don't think I like u anymore. 'Cause when u get to drinkin' You put me places I've never been before. Dear Rodney, I don't like u anymore."

So that was when Dolly Parton broke into song singing Dwight Yoakam's mothers lullaby to a pair of week old dingle berries without their dingles. Gazing at stars, I roasted some and ate 'em with toothpicks made from crystallized urea. What a fantastic and very strange aroma produced by my sweat glands between my legs I must remember to bottle it. Should I become drunk on the sofa with cardboard as my mate,shaped as my best friend Lamma_Smoker. burnt Lamma smell emanated from Jake's beer keg. Humans have been known to drink bad and awake with abnormally small testies which makes reproduction a hassle when rooting Amazonian Lesbians with wooden dildos, not cheap plastic ones. Such bonerific activities will always be very entertaining
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Re: Three Word Story

Post by Ownerer on Sun Jan 31, 2010 6:00 pm

I woke up with a boner and three big stoned gorrillas pounced on my 20 inch telescope. They began to beat it furiously, hoping to make it look like a piece of shit. Then a set of wolfs began chewing all grandma's 8-track tapes. Got celluloid poisoning after swallowing a whole gallon of industrial waste. My legs looked like melting stumps, but were ok. Looking for my gigantic leather jack boots and scuba gear, I realized that a scuba-suit fart was migrating up my back, feeling lumpy and wet. Wicked smells arose from my butt and crept up into my eyes and exploded my brains left hemisphere, allowing the right side of my brain to freeze. Since I had no penis pump, frozen and flaccid my girlfriend helped. but with lockjaw she clamped down & released a load containing obscene amounts of highly nutritious seaman with pineapples and dog hair. That was the yellow and hairy load that won an award at Load Blowers International. I bagged gold but blew silver snot balls out my butt and all over your big big titties.

Getting up from taking a huge dump all over the golden throne, I flew in all my old and well used bath towels, and other mismatched nonsense. Then I realized that one of my largest hemorrhoids had turned into a bloody pulp, which smelled similar to your mom's intestine. How I lavishly licked her big titties was like licking ice cream off the pavement on a Sunday afternoon, I can't imagine more pimples, hair and juicy titty-drink anywhere else. Cyst discharges tasted like sweaty pubes off my big sister's friend's g-banger. Boy, I am wanting some of that ass.

Shouting out to the perverted gatekeeper.......Let Me In!!! That's when I noticed a door knocker in my pocket, knocked it against your moms tight, clean, and beautiful left eardrum because I was trying to get laid, but the knocker refused to play,grew legs and sang "Dear penis, I don't think that I like you anymore". Pulling Viagra out, I coerced my penis he says "Dear Rodney, I don't think I like u anymore. 'Cause when u get to drinkin' You put me places I've never been before. Dear Rodney, I don't like u anymore."

So that was when Dolly Parton broke into song singing Dwight Yoakam's mothers lullaby to a pair of week old dingle berries without their dingles. Gazing at stars, I roasted some and ate 'em with toothpicks made from crystallized urea. What a fantastic and very strange aroma produced by my sweat glands between my legs I must remember to bottle it. Should I become drunk on the sofa with cardboard as my mate,shaped as my best friend Lamma_Smoker. burnt Lamma smell emanated from Jake's beer keg. Humans have been known to drink bad and awake with abnormally small testies which makes reproduction a hassle when rooting Amazonian Lesbians with wooden dildos, not cheap plastic ones. Such bonerific activities will always be very entertaining when ET is
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Re: Three Word Story

Post by Lamma_smoker on Tue Feb 23, 2010 8:15 am

I woke up with a boner and three big stoned gorrillas pounced on my 20 inch telescope. They began to beat it furiously, hoping to make it look like a piece of shit. Then a set of wolfs began chewing all grandma's 8-track tapes. Got celluloid poisoning after swallowing a whole gallon of industrial waste. My legs looked like melting stumps, but were ok. Looking for my gigantic leather jack boots and scuba gear, I realized that a scuba-suit fart was migrating up my back, feeling lumpy and wet. Wicked smells arose from my butt and crept up into my eyes and exploded my brains left hemisphere, allowing the right side of my brain to freeze. Since I had no penis pump, frozen and flaccid my girlfriend helped. but with lockjaw she clamped down & released a load containing obscene amounts of highly nutritious seaman with pineapples and dog hair. That was the yellow and hairy load that won an award at Load Blowers International. I bagged gold but blew silver snot balls out my butt and all over your big big titties.

Getting up from taking a huge dump all over the golden throne, I flew in all my old and well used bath towels, and other mismatched nonsense. Then I realized that one of my largest hemorrhoids had turned into a bloody pulp, which smelled similar to your mom's intestine. How I lavishly licked her big titties was like licking ice cream off the pavement on a Sunday afternoon, I can't imagine more pimples, hair and juicy titty-drink anywhere else. Cyst discharges tasted like sweaty pubes off my big sister's friend's g-banger. Boy, I am wanting some of that ass.

Shouting out to the perverted gatekeeper.......Let Me In!!! That's when I noticed a door knocker in my pocket, knocked it against your moms tight, clean, and beautiful left eardrum because I was trying to get laid, but the knocker refused to play,grew legs and sang "Dear penis, I don't think that I like you anymore". Pulling Viagra out, I coerced my penis he says "Dear Rodney, I don't think I like u anymore. 'Cause when u get to drinkin' You put me places I've never been before. Dear Rodney, I don't like u anymore."

So that was when Dolly Parton broke into song singing Dwight Yoakam's mothers lullaby to a pair of week old dingle berries without their dingles. Gazing at stars, I roasted some and ate 'em with toothpicks made from crystallized urea. What a fantastic and very strange aroma produced by my sweat glands between my legs I must remember to bottle it. Should I become drunk on the sofa with cardboard as my mate,shaped as my best friend Lamma_Smoker. burnt Lamma smell emanated from Jake's beer keg. Humans have been known to drink bad and awake with abnormally small testies which makes reproduction a hassle when rooting Amazonian Lesbians with wooden dildos, not cheap plastic ones. Such bonerific activities will always be very entertaining when ET is my entire life.
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Re: Three Word Story

Post by KiSMiT on Tue Feb 23, 2010 8:32 am

I woke up with a boner and three big stoned gorrillas pounced on my 20 inch telescope. They began to beat it furiously, hoping to make it look like a piece of shit. Then a set of wolfs began chewing all grandma's 8-track tapes. Got celluloid poisoning after swallowing a whole gallon of industrial waste. My legs looked like melting stumps, but were ok. Looking for my gigantic leather jack boots and scuba gear, I realized that a scuba-suit fart was migrating up my back, feeling lumpy and wet. Wicked smells arose from my butt and crept up into my eyes and exploded my brains left hemisphere, allowing the right side of my brain to freeze. Since I had no penis pump, frozen and flaccid my girlfriend helped. but with lockjaw she clamped down & released a load containing obscene amounts of highly nutritious seaman with pineapples and dog hair. That was the yellow and hairy load that won an award at Load Blowers International. I bagged gold but blew silver snot balls out my butt and all over your big big titties.

Getting up from taking a huge dump all over the golden throne, I flew in all my old and well used bath towels, and other mismatched nonsense. Then I realized that one of my largest hemorrhoids had turned into a bloody pulp, which smelled similar to your mom's intestine. How I lavishly licked her big titties was like licking ice cream off the pavement on a Sunday afternoon, I can't imagine more pimples, hair and juicy titty-drink anywhere else. Cyst discharges tasted like sweaty pubes off my big sister's friend's g-banger. Boy, I am wanting some of that ass.

Shouting out to the perverted gatekeeper.......Let Me In!!! That's when I noticed a door knocker in my pocket, knocked it against your moms tight, clean, and beautiful left eardrum because I was trying to get laid, but the knocker refused to play,grew legs and sang "Dear penis, I don't think that I like you anymore". Pulling Viagra out, I coerced my penis he says "Dear Rodney, I don't think I like u anymore. 'Cause when u get to drinkin' You put me places I've never been before. Dear Rodney, I don't like u anymore."

So that was when Dolly Parton broke into song singing Dwight Yoakam's mothers lullaby to a pair of week old dingle berries without their dingles. Gazing at stars, I roasted some and ate 'em with toothpicks made from crystallized urea. What a fantastic and very strange aroma produced by my sweat glands between my legs I must remember to bottle it. Should I become drunk on the sofa with cardboard as my mate,shaped as my best friend Lamma_Smoker. burnt Lamma smell emanated from Jake's beer keg. Humans have been known to drink bad and awake with abnormally small testies which makes reproduction a hassle when rooting Amazonian Lesbians with wooden dildos, not cheap plastic ones. Such bonerific activities will always be very entertaining when ET is my entire life.And what happens
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Post by Sky(Ward) on Tue Feb 23, 2010 9:33 am

I woke up with a boner and three big stoned gorrillas pounced on my 20 inch telescope. They began to beat it furiously, hoping to make it look like a piece of shit. Then a set of wolfs began chewing all grandma's 8-track tapes. Got celluloid poisoning after swallowing a whole gallon of industrial waste. My legs looked like melting stumps, but were ok. Looking for my gigantic leather jack boots and scuba gear, I realized that a scuba-suit fart was migrating up my back, feeling lumpy and wet. Wicked smells arose from my butt and crept up into my eyes and exploded my brains left hemisphere, allowing the right side of my brain to freeze. Since I had no penis pump, frozen and flaccid my girlfriend helped. but with lockjaw she clamped down & released a load containing obscene amounts of highly nutritious seaman with pineapples and dog hair. That was the yellow and hairy load that won an award at Load Blowers International. I bagged gold but blew silver snot balls out my butt and all over your big big titties.

Getting up from taking a huge dump all over the golden throne, I flew in all my old and well used bath towels, and other mismatched nonsense. Then I realized that one of my largest hemorrhoids had turned into a bloody pulp, which smelled similar to your mom's intestine. How I lavishly licked her big titties was like licking ice cream off the pavement on a Sunday afternoon, I can't imagine more pimples, hair and juicy titty-drink anywhere else. Cyst discharges tasted like sweaty pubes off my big sister's friend's g-banger. Boy, I am wanting some of that ass.

Shouting out to the perverted gatekeeper.......Let Me In!!! That's when I noticed a door knocker in my pocket, knocked it against your moms tight, clean, and beautiful left eardrum because I was trying to get laid, but the knocker refused to play,grew legs and sang "Dear penis, I don't think that I like you anymore". Pulling Viagra out, I coerced my penis he says "Dear Rodney, I don't think I like u anymore. 'Cause when u get to drinkin' You put me places I've never been before. Dear Rodney, I don't like u anymore."

So that was when Dolly Parton broke into song singing Dwight Yoakam's mothers lullaby to a pair of week old dingle berries without their dingles. Gazing at stars, I roasted some and ate 'em with toothpicks made from crystallized urea. What a fantastic and very strange aroma produced by my sweat glands between my legs I must remember to bottle it. Should I become drunk on the sofa with cardboard as my mate,shaped as my best friend Lamma_Smoker. burnt Lamma smell emanated from Jake's beer keg. Humans have been known to drink bad and awake with abnormally small testies which makes reproduction a hassle when rooting Amazonian Lesbians with wooden dildos, not cheap plastic ones. Such bonerific activities will always be very entertaining when ET is my entire life.And what happens when King Kong
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Post by Ownerer on Tue Feb 23, 2010 9:35 am

I woke up with a boner and three big stoned gorrillas pounced on my 20 inch telescope. They began to beat it furiously, hoping to make it look like a piece of shit. Then a set of wolfs began chewing all grandma's 8-track tapes. Got celluloid poisoning after swallowing a whole gallon of industrial waste. My legs looked like melting stumps, but were ok. Looking for my gigantic leather jack boots and scuba gear, I realized that a scuba-suit fart was migrating up my back, feeling lumpy and wet. Wicked smells arose from my butt and crept up into my eyes and exploded my brains left hemisphere, allowing the right side of my brain to freeze. Since I had no penis pump, frozen and flaccid my girlfriend helped. but with lockjaw she clamped down & released a load containing obscene amounts of highly nutritious seaman with pineapples and dog hair. That was the yellow and hairy load that won an award at Load Blowers International. I bagged gold but blew silver snot balls out my butt and all over your big big titties.

Getting up from taking a huge dump all over the golden throne, I flew in all my old and well used bath towels, and other mismatched nonsense. Then I realized that one of my largest hemorrhoids had turned into a bloody pulp, which smelled similar to your mom's intestine. How I lavishly licked her big titties was like licking ice cream off the pavement on a Sunday afternoon, I can't imagine more pimples, hair and juicy titty-drink anywhere else. Cyst discharges tasted like sweaty pubes off my big sister's friend's g-banger. Boy, I am wanting some of that ass.

Shouting out to the perverted gatekeeper.......Let Me In!!! That's when I noticed a door knocker in my pocket, knocked it against your moms tight, clean, and beautiful left eardrum because I was trying to get laid, but the knocker refused to play,grew legs and sang "Dear penis, I don't think that I like you anymore". Pulling Viagra out, I coerced my penis he says "Dear Rodney, I don't think I like u anymore. 'Cause when u get to drinkin' You put me places I've never been before. Dear Rodney, I don't like u anymore."

So that was when Dolly Parton broke into song singing Dwight Yoakam's mothers lullaby to a pair of week old dingle berries without their dingles. Gazing at stars, I roasted some and ate 'em with toothpicks made from crystallized urea. What a fantastic and very strange aroma produced by my sweat glands between my legs I must remember to bottle it. Should I become drunk on the sofa with cardboard as my mate,shaped as my best friend Lamma_Smoker. burnt Lamma smell emanated from Jake's beer keg. Humans have been known to drink bad and awake with abnormally small testies which makes reproduction a hassle when rooting Amazonian Lesbians with wooden dildos, not cheap plastic ones. Such bonerific activities will always be very entertaining when ET is my entire life.And what happens when King Kong ferociously beats my
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Post by Rainboww on Tue Feb 23, 2010 7:55 pm

I woke up with a boner and three big stoned gorrillas pounced on my 20 inch telescope. They began to beat it furiously, hoping to make it look like a piece of shit. Then a set of wolfs began chewing all grandma's 8-track tapes. Got celluloid poisoning after swallowing a whole gallon of industrial waste. My legs looked like melting stumps, but were ok. Looking for my gigantic leather jack boots and scuba gear, I realized that a scuba-suit fart was migrating up my back, feeling lumpy and wet. Wicked smells arose from my butt and crept up into my eyes and exploded my brains left hemisphere, allowing the right side of my brain to freeze. Since I had no penis pump, frozen and flaccid my girlfriend helped. but with lockjaw she clamped down & released a load containing obscene amounts of highly nutritious seaman with pineapples and dog hair. That was the yellow and hairy load that won an award at Load Blowers International. I bagged gold but blew silver snot balls out my butt and all over your big big titties.

Getting up from taking a huge dump all over the golden throne, I flew in all my old and well used bath towels, and other mismatched nonsense. Then I realized that one of my largest hemorrhoids had turned into a bloody pulp, which smelled similar to your mom's intestine. How I lavishly licked her big titties was like licking ice cream off the pavement on a Sunday afternoon, I can't imagine more pimples, hair and juicy titty-drink anywhere else. Cyst discharges tasted like sweaty pubes off my big sister's friend's g-banger. Boy, I am wanting some of that ass.

Shouting out to the perverted gatekeeper.......Let Me In!!! That's when I noticed a door knocker in my pocket, knocked it against your moms tight, clean, and beautiful left eardrum because I was trying to get laid, but the knocker refused to play,grew legs and sang "Dear penis, I don't think that I like you anymore". Pulling Viagra out, I coerced my penis he says "Dear Rodney, I don't think I like u anymore. 'Cause when u get to drinkin' You put me places I've never been before. Dear Rodney, I don't like u anymore."

So that was when Dolly Parton broke into song singing Dwight Yoakam's mothers lullaby to a pair of week old dingle berries without their dingles. Gazing at stars, I roasted some and ate 'em with toothpicks made from crystallized urea. What a fantastic and very strange aroma produced by my sweat glands between my legs I must remember to bottle it. Should I become drunk on the sofa with cardboard as my mate,shaped as my best friend Lamma_Smoker. burnt Lamma smell emanated from Jake's beer keg. Humans have been known to drink bad and awake with abnormally small testies which makes reproduction a hassle when rooting Amazonian Lesbians with wooden dildos, not cheap plastic ones. Such bonerific activities will always be very entertaining when ET is my entire life.And what happens when King Kong ferociously beats my mother i dead
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Re: Three Word Story

Post by KiSMiT on Thu Feb 25, 2010 1:00 am

Re: *Forum Game* Three Word Story
by Rainboww Yesterday at 5:55 pm

.I woke up with a boner and three big stoned gorrillas pounced on my 20 inch telescope. They began to beat it furiously, hoping to make it look like a piece of shit. Then a set of wolfs began chewing all grandma's 8-track tapes. Got celluloid poisoning after swallowing a whole gallon of industrial waste. My legs looked like melting stumps, but were ok. Looking for my gigantic leather jack boots and scuba gear, I realized that a scuba-suit fart was migrating up my back, feeling lumpy and wet. Wicked smells arose from my butt and crept up into my eyes and exploded my brains left hemisphere, allowing the right side of my brain to freeze. Since I had no penis pump, frozen and flaccid my girlfriend helped. but with lockjaw she clamped down & released a load containing obscene amounts of highly nutritious seaman with pineapples and dog hair. That was the yellow and hairy load that won an award at Load Blowers International. I bagged gold but blew silver snot balls out my butt and all over your big big titties.

Getting up from taking a huge dump all over the golden throne, I flew in all my old and well used bath towels, and other mismatched nonsense. Then I realized that one of my largest hemorrhoids had turned into a bloody pulp, which smelled similar to your mom's intestine. How I lavishly licked her big titties was like licking ice cream off the pavement on a Sunday afternoon, I can't imagine more pimples, hair and juicy titty-drink anywhere else. Cyst discharges tasted like sweaty pubes off my big sister's friend's g-banger. Boy, I am wanting some of that ass.

Shouting out to the perverted gatekeeper.......Let Me In!!! That's when I noticed a door knocker in my pocket, knocked it against your moms tight, clean, and beautiful left eardrum because I was trying to get laid, but the knocker refused to play,grew legs and sang "Dear penis, I don't think that I like you anymore". Pulling Viagra out, I coerced my penis he says "Dear Rodney, I don't think I like u anymore. 'Cause when u get to drinkin' You put me places I've never been before. Dear Rodney, I don't like u anymore."

So that was when Dolly Parton broke into song singing Dwight Yoakam's mothers lullaby to a pair of week old dingle berries without their dingles. Gazing at stars, I roasted some and ate 'em with toothpicks made from crystallized urea. What a fantastic and very strange aroma produced by my sweat glands between my legs I must remember to bottle it. Should I become drunk on the sofa with cardboard as my mate,shaped as my best friend Lamma_Smoker. burnt Lamma smell emanated from Jake's beer keg. Humans have been known to drink bad and awake with abnormally small testies which makes reproduction a hassle when rooting Amazonian Lesbians with wooden dildos, not cheap plastic ones. Such bonerific activities will always be very entertaining when ET is my entire life.And what happens when King Kong ferociously beats my mother i dead.with rotten banana
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Post by Ownerer on Tue Mar 09, 2010 10:02 pm

I woke up with a boner and three big stoned gorrillas pounced on my 20 inch telescope. They began to beat it furiously, hoping to make it look like a piece of shit. Then a set of wolfs began chewing all grandma's 8-track tapes. Got celluloid poisoning after swallowing a whole gallon of industrial waste. My legs looked like melting stumps, but were ok. Looking for my gigantic leather jack boots and scuba gear, I realized that a scuba-suit fart was migrating up my back, feeling lumpy and wet. Wicked smells arose from my butt and crept up into my eyes and exploded my brains left hemisphere, allowing the right side of my brain to freeze. Since I had no penis pump, frozen and flaccid my girlfriend helped. but with lockjaw she clamped down & released a load containing obscene amounts of highly nutritious seaman with pineapples and dog hair. That was the yellow and hairy load that won an award at Load Blowers International. I bagged gold but blew silver snot balls out my butt and all over your big big titties.

Getting up from taking a huge dump all over the golden throne, I flew in all my old and well used bath towels, and other mismatched nonsense. Then I realized that one of my largest hemorrhoids had turned into a bloody pulp, which smelled similar to your mom's intestine. How I lavishly licked her big titties was like licking ice cream off the pavement on a Sunday afternoon, I can't imagine more pimples, hair and juicy titty-drink anywhere else. Cyst discharges tasted like sweaty pubes off my big sister's friend's g-banger. Boy, I am wanting some of that ass.

Shouting out to the perverted gatekeeper.......Let Me In!!! That's when I noticed a door knocker in my pocket, knocked it against your moms tight, clean, and beautiful left eardrum because I was trying to get laid, but the knocker refused to play,grew legs and sang "Dear penis, I don't think that I like you anymore". Pulling Viagra out, I coerced my penis he says "Dear Rodney, I don't think I like u anymore. 'Cause when u get to drinkin' You put me places I've never been before. Dear Rodney, I don't like u anymore."

So that was when Dolly Parton broke into song singing Dwight Yoakam's mothers lullaby to a pair of week old dingle berries without their dingles. Gazing at stars, I roasted some and ate 'em with toothpicks made from crystallized urea. What a fantastic and very strange aroma produced by my sweat glands between my legs I must remember to bottle it. Should I become drunk on the sofa with cardboard as my mate,shaped as my best friend Lamma_Smoker. burnt Lamma smell emanated from Jake's beer keg. Humans have been known to drink bad and awake with abnormally small testies which makes reproduction a hassle when rooting Amazonian Lesbians with wooden dildos, not cheap plastic ones. Such bonerific activities will always be very entertaining when ET is my entire life.And what happens when King Kong ferociously beats my mother i dead.with rotten banana's. As erotic and

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Post by jOn3z3y on Tue Mar 09, 2010 10:12 pm

I woke up with a boner and three big stoned gorrillas pounced on my 20 inch telescope. They began to beat it furiously, hoping to make it look like a piece of shit. Then a set of wolfs began chewing all grandma's 8-track tapes. Got celluloid poisoning after swallowing a whole gallon of industrial waste. My legs looked like melting stumps, but were ok. Looking for my gigantic leather jack boots and scuba gear, I realized that a scuba-suit fart was migrating up my back, feeling lumpy and wet. Wicked smells arose from my butt and crept up into my eyes and exploded my brains left hemisphere, allowing the right side of my brain to freeze. Since I had no penis pump, frozen and flaccid my girlfriend helped. but with lockjaw she clamped down & released a load containing obscene amounts of highly nutritious seaman with pineapples and dog hair. That was the yellow and hairy load that won an award at Load Blowers International. I bagged gold but blew silver snot balls out my butt and all over your big big titties.

Getting up from taking a huge dump all over the golden throne, I flew in all my old and well used bath towels, and other mismatched nonsense. Then I realized that one of my largest hemorrhoids had turned into a bloody pulp, which smelled similar to your mom's intestine. How I lavishly licked her big titties was like licking ice cream off the pavement on a Sunday afternoon, I can't imagine more pimples, hair and juicy titty-drink anywhere else. Cyst discharges tasted like sweaty pubes off my big sister's friend's g-banger. Boy, I am wanting some of that ass.

Shouting out to the perverted gatekeeper.......Let Me In!!! That's when I noticed a door knocker in my pocket, knocked it against your moms tight, clean, and beautiful left eardrum because I was trying to get laid, but the knocker refused to play,grew legs and sang "Dear penis, I don't think that I like you anymore". Pulling Viagra out, I coerced my penis he says "Dear Rodney, I don't think I like u anymore. 'Cause when u get to drinkin' You put me places I've never been before. Dear Rodney, I don't like u anymore."

So that was when Dolly Parton broke into song singing Dwight Yoakam's mothers lullaby to a pair of week old dingle berries without their dingles. Gazing at stars, I roasted some and ate 'em with toothpicks made from crystallized urea. What a fantastic and very strange aroma produced by my sweat glands between my legs I must remember to bottle it. Should I become drunk on the sofa with cardboard as my mate,shaped as my best friend Lamma_Smoker. burnt Lamma smell emanated from Jake's beer keg. Humans have been known to drink bad and awake with abnormally small testies which makes reproduction a hassle when rooting Amazonian Lesbians with wooden dildos, not cheap plastic ones. Such bonerific activities will always be very entertaining when ET is my entire life.And what happens when King Kong ferociously beats my mother i dead with rotten banana's. As erotic and mooshy as that

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Re: Three Word Story

Post by Lamma_smoker on Wed Mar 10, 2010 2:59 am

I woke up with a boner and three big stoned gorrillas pounced on my 20 inch telescope. They began to beat it furiously, hoping to make it look like a piece of shit. Then a set of wolfs began chewing all grandma's 8-track tapes. Got celluloid poisoning after swallowing a whole gallon of industrial waste. My legs looked like melting stumps, but were ok. Looking for my gigantic leather jack boots and scuba gear, I realized that a scuba-suit fart was migrating up my back, feeling lumpy and wet. Wicked smells arose from my butt and crept up into my eyes and exploded my brains left hemisphere, allowing the right side of my brain to freeze. Since I had no penis pump, frozen and flaccid my girlfriend helped. but with lockjaw she clamped down & released a load containing obscene amounts of highly nutritious seaman with pineapples and dog hair. That was the yellow and hairy load that won an award at Load Blowers International. I bagged gold but blew silver snot balls out my butt and all over your big big titties.

Getting up from taking a huge dump all over the golden throne, I flew in all my old and well used bath towels, and other mismatched nonsense. Then I realized that one of my largest hemorrhoids had turned into a bloody pulp, which smelled similar to your mom's intestine. How I lavishly licked her big titties was like licking ice cream off the pavement on a Sunday afternoon, I can't imagine more pimples, hair and juicy titty-drink anywhere else. Cyst discharges tasted like sweaty pubes off my big sister's friend's g-banger. Boy, I am wanting some of that ass.

Shouting out to the perverted gatekeeper.......Let Me In!!! That's when I noticed a door knocker in my pocket, knocked it against your moms tight, clean, and beautiful left eardrum because I was trying to get laid, but the knocker refused to play,grew legs and sang "Dear penis, I don't think that I like you anymore". Pulling Viagra out, I coerced my penis he says "Dear Rodney, I don't think I like u anymore. 'Cause when u get to drinkin' You put me places I've never been before. Dear Rodney, I don't like u anymore."

So that was when Dolly Parton broke into song singing Dwight Yoakam's mothers lullaby to a pair of week old dingle berries without their dingles. Gazing at stars, I roasted some and ate 'em with toothpicks made from crystallized urea. What a fantastic and very strange aroma produced by my sweat glands between my legs I must remember to bottle it. Should I become drunk on the sofa with cardboard as my mate,shaped as my best friend Lamma_Smoker. burnt Lamma smell emanated from Jake's beer keg. Humans have been known to drink bad and awake with abnormally small testies which makes reproduction a hassle when rooting Amazonian Lesbians with wooden dildos, not cheap plastic ones. Such bonerific activities will always be very entertaining when ET is my entire life.And what happens when King Kong ferociously beats my mother i dead with rotten banana's. As erotic and mooshy as that obese hooker was,
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Re: Three Word Story

Post by Elwood Blues on Wed Mar 10, 2010 9:47 am

I woke up with a boner and three big stoned gorrillas pounced on my 20 inch telescope. They began to beat it furiously, hoping to make it look like a piece of shit. Then a set of wolfs began chewing all grandma's 8-track tapes. Got celluloid poisoning after swallowing a whole gallon of industrial waste. My legs looked like melting stumps, but were ok. Looking for my gigantic leather jack boots and scuba gear, I realized that a scuba-suit fart was migrating up my back, feeling lumpy and wet. Wicked smells arose from my butt and crept up into my eyes and exploded my brains left hemisphere, allowing the right side of my brain to freeze. Since I had no penis pump, frozen and flaccid my girlfriend helped. but with lockjaw she clamped down & released a load containing obscene amounts of highly nutritious seaman with pineapples and dog hair. That was the yellow and hairy load that won an award at Load Blowers International. I bagged gold but blew silver snot balls out my butt and all over your big big titties.

Getting up from taking a huge dump all over the golden throne, I flew in all my old and well used bath towels, and other mismatched nonsense. Then I realized that one of my largest hemorrhoids had turned into a bloody pulp, which smelled similar to your mom's intestine. How I lavishly licked her big titties was like licking ice cream off the pavement on a Sunday afternoon, I can't imagine more pimples, hair and juicy titty-drink anywhere else. Cyst discharges tasted like sweaty pubes off my big sister's friend's g-banger. Boy, I am wanting some of that ass.

Shouting out to the perverted gatekeeper.......Let Me In!!! That's when I noticed a door knocker in my pocket, knocked it against your moms tight, clean, and beautiful left eardrum because I was trying to get laid, but the knocker refused to play,grew legs and sang "Dear penis, I don't think that I like you anymore". Pulling Viagra out, I coerced my penis he says "Dear Rodney, I don't think I like u anymore. 'Cause when u get to drinkin' You put me places I've never been before. Dear Rodney, I don't like u anymore."

So that was when Dolly Parton broke into song singing Dwight Yoakam's mothers lullaby to a pair of week old dingle berries without their dingles. Gazing at stars, I roasted some and ate 'em with toothpicks made from crystallized urea. What a fantastic and very strange aroma produced by my sweat glands between my legs I must remember to bottle it. Should I become drunk on the sofa with cardboard as my mate,shaped as my best friend Lamma_Smoker. burnt Lamma smell emanated from Jake's beer keg. Humans have been known to drink bad and awake with abnormally small testies which makes reproduction a hassle when rooting Amazonian Lesbians with wooden dildos, not cheap plastic ones. Such bonerific activities will always be very entertaining when ET is my entire life.And what happens when King Kong ferociously beats my mother i dead with rotten banana's. As erotic and mooshy as that obese hooker was, giving Jake a
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Post by Lamma_smoker on Wed Mar 10, 2010 10:14 am

I woke up with a boner and three big stoned gorrillas pounced on my 20 inch telescope. They began to beat it furiously, hoping to make it look like a piece of shit. Then a set of wolfs began chewing all grandma's 8-track tapes. Got celluloid poisoning after swallowing a whole gallon of industrial waste. My legs looked like melting stumps, but were ok. Looking for my gigantic leather jack boots and scuba gear, I realized that a scuba-suit fart was migrating up my back, feeling lumpy and wet. Wicked smells arose from my butt and crept up into my eyes and exploded my brains left hemisphere, allowing the right side of my brain to freeze. Since I had no penis pump, frozen and flaccid my girlfriend helped. but with lockjaw she clamped down & released a load containing obscene amounts of highly nutritious seaman with pineapples and dog hair. That was the yellow and hairy load that won an award at Load Blowers International. I bagged gold but blew silver snot balls out my butt and all over your big big titties.

Getting up from taking a huge dump all over the golden throne, I flew in all my old and well used bath towels, and other mismatched nonsense. Then I realized that one of my largest hemorrhoids had turned into a bloody pulp, which smelled similar to your mom's intestine. How I lavishly licked her big titties was like licking ice cream off the pavement on a Sunday afternoon, I can't imagine more pimples, hair and juicy titty-drink anywhere else. Cyst discharges tasted like sweaty pubes off my big sister's friend's g-banger. Boy, I am wanting some of that ass.

Shouting out to the perverted gatekeeper.......Let Me In!!! That's when I noticed a door knocker in my pocket, knocked it against your moms tight, clean, and beautiful left eardrum because I was trying to get laid, but the knocker refused to play,grew legs and sang "Dear penis, I don't think that I like you anymore". Pulling Viagra out, I coerced my penis he says "Dear Rodney, I don't think I like u anymore. 'Cause when u get to drinkin' You put me places I've never been before. Dear Rodney, I don't like u anymore."

So that was when Dolly Parton broke into song singing Dwight Yoakam's mothers lullaby to a pair of week old dingle berries without their dingles. Gazing at stars, I roasted some and ate 'em with toothpicks made from crystallized urea. What a fantastic and very strange aroma produced by my sweat glands between my legs I must remember to bottle it. Should I become drunk on the sofa with cardboard as my mate,shaped as my best friend Lamma_Smoker. burnt Lamma smell emanated from Jake's beer keg. Humans have been known to drink bad and awake with abnormally small testies which makes reproduction a hassle when rooting Amazonian Lesbians with wooden dildos, not cheap plastic ones. Such bonerific activities will always be very entertaining when ET is my entire life.And what happens when King Kong ferociously beats my mother i dead with rotten banana's. As erotic and mooshy as that obese hooker was, giving Jake a broken rib, she
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Post by KiSMiT on Wed Mar 10, 2010 1:01 pm

I woke up with a boner and three big stoned gorrillas pounced on my 20 inch telescope. They began to beat it furiously, hoping to make it look like a piece of shit. Then a set of wolfs began chewing all grandma's 8-track tapes. Got celluloid poisoning after swallowing a whole gallon of industrial waste. My legs looked like melting stumps, but were ok. Looking for my gigantic leather jack boots and scuba gear, I realized that a scuba-suit fart was migrating up my back, feeling lumpy and wet. Wicked smells arose from my butt and crept up into my eyes and exploded my brains left hemisphere, allowing the right side of my brain to freeze. Since I had no penis pump, frozen and flaccid my girlfriend helped. but with lockjaw she clamped down & released a load containing obscene amounts of highly nutritious seaman with pineapples and dog hair. That was the yellow and hairy load that won an award at Load Blowers International. I bagged gold but blew silver snot balls out my butt and all over your big big titties.

Getting up from taking a huge dump all over the golden throne, I flew in all my old and well used bath towels, and other mismatched nonsense. Then I realized that one of my largest hemorrhoids had turned into a bloody pulp, which smelled similar to your mom's intestine. How I lavishly licked her big titties was like licking ice cream off the pavement on a Sunday afternoon, I can't imagine more pimples, hair and juicy titty-drink anywhere else. Cyst discharges tasted like sweaty pubes off my big sister's friend's g-banger. Boy, I am wanting some of that ass.

Shouting out to the perverted gatekeeper.......Let Me In!!! That's when I noticed a door knocker in my pocket, knocked it against your moms tight, clean, and beautiful left eardrum because I was trying to get laid, but the knocker refused to play,grew legs and sang "Dear penis, I don't think that I like you anymore". Pulling Viagra out, I coerced my penis he says "Dear Rodney, I don't think I like u anymore. 'Cause when u get to drinkin' You put me places I've never been before. Dear Rodney, I don't like u anymore."

So that was when Dolly Parton broke into song singing Dwight Yoakam's mothers lullaby to a pair of week old dingle berries without their dingles. Gazing at stars, I roasted some and ate 'em with toothpicks made from crystallized urea. What a fantastic and very strange aroma produced by my sweat glands between my legs I must remember to bottle it. Should I become drunk on the sofa with cardboard as my mate,shaped as my best friend Lamma_Smoker. burnt Lamma smell emanated from Jake's beer keg. Humans have been known to drink bad and awake with abnormally small testies which makes reproduction a hassle when rooting Amazonian Lesbians with wooden dildos, not cheap plastic ones. Such bonerific activities will always be very entertaining when ET is my entire life.And what happens when King Kong ferociously beats my mother i dead with rotten banana's. As erotic and mooshy as that obese hooker was, giving Jake a broken rib, she bucked like a
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Post by Elwood Blues on Wed Mar 10, 2010 1:02 pm

I woke up with a boner and three big stoned gorrillas pounced on my 20 inch telescope. They began to beat it furiously, hoping to make it look like a piece of shit. Then a set of wolfs began chewing all grandma's 8-track tapes. Got celluloid poisoning after swallowing a whole gallon of industrial waste. My legs looked like melting stumps, but were ok. Looking for my gigantic leather jack boots and scuba gear, I realized that a scuba-suit fart was migrating up my back, feeling lumpy and wet. Wicked smells arose from my butt and crept up into my eyes and exploded my brains left hemisphere, allowing the right side of my brain to freeze. Since I had no penis pump, frozen and flaccid my girlfriend helped. but with lockjaw she clamped down & released a load containing obscene amounts of highly nutritious seaman with pineapples and dog hair. That was the yellow and hairy load that won an award at Load Blowers International. I bagged gold but blew silver snot balls out my butt and all over your big big titties.

Getting up from taking a huge dump all over the golden throne, I flew in all my old and well used bath towels, and other mismatched nonsense. Then I realized that one of my largest hemorrhoids had turned into a bloody pulp, which smelled similar to your mom's intestine. How I lavishly licked her big titties was like licking ice cream off the pavement on a Sunday afternoon, I can't imagine more pimples, hair and juicy titty-drink anywhere else. Cyst discharges tasted like sweaty pubes off my big sister's friend's g-banger. Boy, I am wanting some of that ass.

Shouting out to the perverted gatekeeper.......Let Me In!!! That's when I noticed a door knocker in my pocket, knocked it against your moms tight, clean, and beautiful left eardrum because I was trying to get laid, but the knocker refused to play,grew legs and sang "Dear penis, I don't think that I like you anymore". Pulling Viagra out, I coerced my penis he says "Dear Rodney, I don't think I like u anymore. 'Cause when u get to drinkin' You put me places I've never been before. Dear Rodney, I don't like u anymore."

So that was when Dolly Parton broke into song singing Dwight Yoakam's mothers lullaby to a pair of week old dingle berries without their dingles. Gazing at stars, I roasted some and ate 'em with toothpicks made from crystallized urea. What a fantastic and very strange aroma produced by my sweat glands between my legs I must remember to bottle it. Should I become drunk on the sofa with cardboard as my mate,shaped as my best friend Lamma_Smoker. burnt Lamma smell emanated from Jake's beer keg. Humans have been known to drink bad and awake with abnormally small testies which makes reproduction a hassle when rooting Amazonian Lesbians with wooden dildos, not cheap plastic ones. Such bonerific activities will always be very entertaining when ET is my entire life.And what happens when King Kong ferociously beats my mother i dead with rotten banana's. As erotic and mooshy as that obese hooker was, giving Jake a broken rib, she bucked like a bronco and rode
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Post by jOn3z3y on Wed Mar 10, 2010 5:32 pm

I woke up with a boner and three big stoned gorrillas pounced on my 20 inch telescope. They began to beat it furiously, hoping to make it look like a piece of shit. Then a set of wolfs began chewing all grandma's 8-track tapes. Got celluloid poisoning after swallowing a whole gallon of industrial waste. My legs looked like melting stumps, but were ok. Looking for my gigantic leather jack boots and scuba gear, I realized that a scuba-suit fart was migrating up my back, feeling lumpy and wet. Wicked smells arose from my butt and crept up into my eyes and exploded my brains left hemisphere, allowing the right side of my brain to freeze. Since I had no penis pump, frozen and flaccid my girlfriend helped. but with lockjaw she clamped down & released a load containing obscene amounts of highly nutritious seaman with pineapples and dog hair. That was the yellow and hairy load that won an award at Load Blowers International. I bagged gold but blew silver snot balls out my butt and all over your big big titties.

Getting up from taking a huge dump all over the golden throne, I flew in all my old and well used bath towels, and other mismatched nonsense. Then I realized that one of my largest hemorrhoids had turned into a bloody pulp, which smelled similar to your mom's intestine. How I lavishly licked her big titties was like licking ice cream off the pavement on a Sunday afternoon, I can't imagine more pimples, hair and juicy titty-drink anywhere else. Cyst discharges tasted like sweaty pubes off my big sister's friend's g-banger. Boy, I am wanting some of that ass.

Shouting out to the perverted gatekeeper.......Let Me In!!! That's when I noticed a door knocker in my pocket, knocked it against your moms tight, clean, and beautiful left eardrum because I was trying to get laid, but the knocker refused to play,grew legs and sang "Dear penis, I don't think that I like you anymore". Pulling Viagra out, I coerced my penis he says "Dear Rodney, I don't think I like u anymore. 'Cause when u get to drinkin' You put me places I've never been before. Dear Rodney, I don't like u anymore."

So that was when Dolly Parton broke into song singing Dwight Yoakam's mothers lullaby to a pair of week old dingle berries without their dingles. Gazing at stars, I roasted some and ate 'em with toothpicks made from crystallized urea. What a fantastic and very strange aroma produced by my sweat glands between my legs I must remember to bottle it. Should I become drunk on the sofa with cardboard as my mate,shaped as my best friend Lamma_Smoker. burnt Lamma smell emanated from Jake's beer keg. Humans have been known to drink bad and awake with abnormally small testies which makes reproduction a hassle when rooting Amazonian Lesbians with wooden dildos, not cheap plastic ones. Such bonerific activities will always be very entertaining when ET is my entire life.And what happens when King Kong ferociously beats my mother i dead with rotten banana's. As erotic and mooshy as that obese hooker was, giving Jake a broken rib, she bucked like a bronco and rode him flacid. Smelling

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Post by Ownerer on Wed Mar 10, 2010 7:18 pm

I woke up with a boner and three big stoned gorrillas pounced on my 20 inch telescope. They began to beat it furiously, hoping to make it look like a piece of shit. Then a set of wolfs began chewing all grandma's 8-track tapes. Got celluloid poisoning after swallowing a whole gallon of industrial waste. My legs looked like melting stumps, but were ok. Looking for my gigantic leather jack boots and scuba gear, I realized that a scuba-suit fart was migrating up my back, feeling lumpy and wet. Wicked smells arose from my butt and crept up into my eyes and exploded my brains left hemisphere, allowing the right side of my brain to freeze. Since I had no penis pump, frozen and flaccid my girlfriend helped. but with lockjaw she clamped down & released a load containing obscene amounts of highly nutritious seaman with pineapples and dog hair. That was the yellow and hairy load that won an award at Load Blowers International. I bagged gold but blew silver snot balls out my butt and all over your big big titties.

Getting up from taking a huge dump all over the golden throne, I flew in all my old and well used bath towels, and other mismatched nonsense. Then I realized that one of my largest hemorrhoids had turned into a bloody pulp, which smelled similar to your mom's intestine. How I lavishly licked her big titties was like licking ice cream off the pavement on a Sunday afternoon, I can't imagine more pimples, hair and juicy titty-drink anywhere else. Cyst discharges tasted like sweaty pubes off my big sister's friend's g-banger. Boy, I am wanting some of that ass.

Shouting out to the perverted gatekeeper.......Let Me In!!! That's when I noticed a door knocker in my pocket, knocked it against your moms tight, clean, and beautiful left eardrum because I was trying to get laid, but the knocker refused to play,grew legs and sang "Dear penis, I don't think that I like you anymore". Pulling Viagra out, I coerced my penis he says "Dear Rodney, I don't think I like u anymore. 'Cause when u get to drinkin' You put me places I've never been before. Dear Rodney, I don't like u anymore."

So that was when Dolly Parton broke into song singing Dwight Yoakam's mothers lullaby to a pair of week old dingle berries without their dingles. Gazing at stars, I roasted some and ate 'em with toothpicks made from crystallized urea. What a fantastic and very strange aroma produced by my sweat glands between my legs I must remember to bottle it. Should I become drunk on the sofa with cardboard as my mate,shaped as my best friend Lamma_Smoker. burnt Lamma smell emanated from Jake's beer keg. Humans have been known to drink bad and awake with abnormally small testies which makes reproduction a hassle when rooting Amazonian Lesbians with wooden dildos, not cheap plastic ones. Such bonerific activities will always be very entertaining when ET is my entire life.And what happens when King Kong ferociously beats my mother i dead with rotten banana's. As erotic and mooshy as that obese hooker was, giving Jake a broken rib, she bucked like a bronco and rode him flacid. Smelling like fried chicken

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Post by Epic on Sat Mar 13, 2010 3:16 am

I woke up with a boner and three big stoned gorrillas pounced on my 20 inch telescope. They began to beat it furiously, hoping to make it look like a piece of shit. Then a set of wolfs began chewing all grandma's 8-track tapes. Got celluloid poisoning after swallowing a whole gallon of industrial waste. My legs looked like melting stumps, but were ok. Looking for my gigantic leather jack boots and scuba gear, I realized that a scuba-suit fart was migrating up my back, feeling lumpy and wet. Wicked smells arose from my butt and crept up into my eyes and exploded my brains left hemisphere, allowing the right side of my brain to freeze. Since I had no penis pump, frozen and flaccid my girlfriend helped. but with lockjaw she clamped down & released a load containing obscene amounts of highly nutritious seaman with pineapples and dog hair. That was the yellow and hairy load that won an award at Load Blowers International. I bagged gold but blew silver snot balls out my butt and all over your big big titties.

Getting up from taking a huge dump all over the golden throne, I flew in all my old and well used bath towels, and other mismatched nonsense. Then I realized that one of my largest hemorrhoids had turned into a bloody pulp, which smelled similar to your mom's intestine. How I lavishly licked her big titties was like licking ice cream off the pavement on a Sunday afternoon, I can't imagine more pimples, hair and juicy titty-drink anywhere else. Cyst discharges tasted like sweaty pubes off my big sister's friend's g-banger. Boy, I am wanting some of that ass.

Shouting out to the perverted gatekeeper.......Let Me In!!! That's when I noticed a door knocker in my pocket, knocked it against your moms tight, clean, and beautiful left eardrum because I was trying to get laid, but the knocker refused to play,grew legs and sang "Dear penis, I don't think that I like you anymore". Pulling Viagra out, I coerced my penis he says "Dear Rodney, I don't think I like u anymore. 'Cause when u get to drinkin' You put me places I've never been before. Dear Rodney, I don't like u anymore."

So that was when Dolly Parton broke into song singing Dwight Yoakam's mothers lullaby to a pair of week old dingle berries without their dingles. Gazing at stars, I roasted some and ate 'em with toothpicks made from crystallized urea. What a fantastic and very strange aroma produced by my sweat glands between my legs I must remember to bottle it. Should I become drunk on the sofa with cardboard as my mate,shaped as my best friend Lamma_Smoker. burnt Lamma smell emanated from Jake's beer keg. Humans have been known to drink bad and awake with abnormally small testies which makes reproduction a hassle when rooting Amazonian Lesbians with wooden dildos, not cheap plastic ones. Such bonerific activities will always be very entertaining when ET is my entire life.And what happens when King Kong ferociously beats my mother i dead with rotten banana's. As erotic and mooshy as that obese hooker was, giving Jake a broken rib, she bucked like a bronco and rode him flacid. Smelling like fried chicken with bad heartburn.
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