ballofnerves Posted June 15, 2009 Report Share Posted June 15, 2009 It was winter and a dark figure moved through the jungle and pounced upon its sworn enemy the one-eyed monster. But along came a gust of wind that knocked over the big tree, the monster narrowly avoided being crushed, like an incredible flying watermelon. The monster glared at the sexy, dark and mysterious, charming yet deadly blind french schoolboy and was aroused by his dashing looks and large community service commitment, because that's sexy. Following hot sex the monster felt emotional, but satisfied. The schoolboy decided to ask for another round, but he satisfied himself. Feeling adventurous, he approached from the backside and startled the beast's anal-retentive personality with a very disorganized series of noises and movements that threatened to cause trauma to his posterior parietal cortex. The monster roared, "stimulate my cortex", and stimulated he was. Following stimulation, the monster left on the magic flying carpet given to monsters with DUIs. The night of the great escape was the first time the monster missed his mother. The last time he had seen two hookers dancing, his mother had wished she hadn't been the second. Suddenly, the carpet fell apart midflight! Shocked, the monster started to run through downtown Toronto completely naked, except he suddenly remembered what his mother had told him, "When in Rome...don't get lost or expose your taunt sexy bottom to a giant, pink and furry, cold steely ruler." Remembering this, he pulled down his roll-up world map only to realize that the map hit his big, lumpy, misshapen, and yet strangely provocative medical school application. "Sweet heavenly Jesus," sang the monster. Forgetting the deadline, he asked Jesus to grant him acceptance to Hopkins school of dancing. In reply he brought out handcuffs to restrain the large ball of feathers and glowsticks coming out of the penguin's body (a painful experience) and looked at his rapidly growing grade point average. Upon reaching 3.8 kmph while walking he decided to apply to medical drama script writing school, because he couldn't get enough of that sweet aroma of cadavers while jerking off his neighbor's dog. "Here Sparky!", he said while prying the silver bullet from his toolbox. First came the wrench, then the magic mushrooms, and finally he brought out deeman101's belly-button ring. When combined, these cause extreme sexual hallucinations involving various unspeakable acts such as squirting Newfiemike from deeman's vagina. Assisted by volunteer premed exotic dancers, he blocked the secret entrance to Newfiemike's mangina. Consequently, people loudly admired how he plugged Newfiemike's mangina with a med acceptance, causing several papercuts. Few days later, a huge rash, authoritarian dictator named Ifi-al rialla Gud, threatened to touch the hearts of people with questionable sexual identities and various dangly bits on their resume-unfriendly cinnamon buns. "Unfriendly", you ask? Certainly. They were crafted with questionable practices such as violent teabagging and Kobe beef massages. The monster knew the quadratic equation could trigger intense and surprisingly erotic visions involving numerous gay leprechauns and their incredibly enormous electric toothbrushes. Thankfully, their yellow banana-hammocks were edible and only slightly diseased with STDs like swine flu and severe anal discharge. Such discharge was Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Law Posted June 15, 2009 Report Share Posted June 15, 2009 It was winter and a dark figure moved through the jungle and pounced upon its sworn enemy the one-eyed monster. But along came a gust of wind that knocked over the big tree, the monster narrowly avoided being crushed, like an incredible flying watermelon. The monster glared at the sexy, dark and mysterious, charming yet deadly blind french schoolboy and was aroused by his dashing looks and large community service commitment, because that's sexy. Following hot sex the monster felt emotional, but satisfied. The schoolboy decided to ask for another round, but he satisfied himself. Feeling adventurous, he approached from the backside and startled the beast's anal-retentive personality with a very disorganized series of noises and movements that threatened to cause trauma to his posterior parietal cortex. The monster roared, "stimulate my cortex", and stimulated he was. Following stimulation, the monster left on the magic flying carpet given to monsters with DUIs. The night of the great escape was the first time the monster missed his mother. The last time he had seen two hookers dancing, his mother had wished she hadn't been the second. Suddenly, the carpet fell apart midflight! Shocked, the monster started to run through downtown Toronto completely naked, except he suddenly remembered what his mother had told him, "When in Rome...don't get lost or expose your taunt sexy bottom to a giant, pink and furry, cold steely ruler." Remembering this, he pulled down his roll-up world map only to realize that the map hit his big, lumpy, misshapen, and yet strangely provocative medical school application. "Sweet heavenly Jesus," sang the monster. Forgetting the deadline, he asked Jesus to grant him acceptance to Hopkins school of dancing. In reply he brought out handcuffs to restrain the large ball of feathers and glowsticks coming out of the penguin's body (a painful experience) and looked at his rapidly growing grade point average. Upon reaching 3.8 kmph while walking he decided to apply to medical drama script writing school, because he couldn't get enough of that sweet aroma of cadavers while jerking off his neighbor's dog. "Here Sparky!", he said while prying the silver bullet from his toolbox. First came the wrench, then the magic mushrooms, and finally he brought out deeman101's belly-button ring. When combined, these cause extreme sexual hallucinations involving various unspeakable acts such as squirting Newfiemike from deeman's vagina. Assisted by volunteer premed exotic dancers, he blocked the secret entrance to Newfiemike's mangina. Consequently, people loudly admired how he plugged Newfiemike's mangina with a med acceptance, causing several papercuts. Few days later, a huge rash, authoritarian dictator named Ifi-al rialla Gud, threatened to touch the hearts of people with questionable sexual identities and various dangly bits on their resume-unfriendly cinnamon buns. "Unfriendly", you ask? Certainly. They were crafted with questionable practices such as violent teabagging and Kobe beef massages. The monster knew the quadratic equation could trigger intense and surprisingly erotic visions involving numerous gay leprechauns and their incredibly enormous electric toothbrushes. Thankfully, their yellow banana-hammocks were edible and only slightly diseased with STDs like swine flu and severe anal discharge. Such discharge was magical and targetted Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
TeaHatingBrit Posted June 15, 2009 Author Report Share Posted June 15, 2009 It was winter and a dark figure moved through the jungle and pounced upon its sworn enemy the one-eyed monster. But along came a gust of wind that knocked over the big tree, the monster narrowly avoided being crushed, like an incredible flying watermelon. The monster glared at the sexy, dark and mysterious, charming yet deadly blind french schoolboy and was aroused by his dashing looks and large community service commitment, because that's sexy. Following hot sex the monster felt emotional, but satisfied. The schoolboy decided to ask for another round, but he satisfied himself. Feeling adventurous, he approached from the backside and startled the beast's anal-retentive personality with a very disorganized series of noises and movements that threatened to cause trauma to his posterior parietal cortex. The monster roared, "stimulate my cortex", and stimulated he was. Following stimulation, the monster left on the magic flying carpet given to monsters with DUIs. The night of the great escape was the first time the monster missed his mother. The last time he had seen two hookers dancing, his mother had wished she hadn't been the second. Suddenly, the carpet fell apart midflight! Shocked, the monster started to run through downtown Toronto completely naked, except he suddenly remembered what his mother had told him, "When in Rome...don't get lost or expose your taunt sexy bottom to a giant, pink and furry, cold steely ruler." Remembering this, he pulled down his roll-up world map only to realize that the map hit his big, lumpy, misshapen, and yet strangely provocative medical school application. "Sweet heavenly Jesus," sang the monster. Forgetting the deadline, he asked Jesus to grant him acceptance to Hopkins school of dancing. In reply he brought out handcuffs to restrain the large ball of feathers and glowsticks coming out of the penguin's body (a painful experience) and looked at his rapidly growing grade point average. Upon reaching 3.8 kmph while walking he decided to apply to medical drama script writing school, because he couldn't get enough of that sweet aroma of cadavers while jerking off his neighbor's dog. "Here Sparky!", he said while prying the silver bullet from his toolbox. First came the wrench, then the magic mushrooms, and finally he brought out deeman101's belly-button ring. When combined, these cause extreme sexual hallucinations involving various unspeakable acts such as squirting Newfiemike from deeman's vagina. Assisted by volunteer premed exotic dancers, he blocked the secret entrance to Newfiemike's mangina. Consequently, people loudly admired how he plugged Newfiemike's mangina with a med acceptance, causing several papercuts. Few days later, a huge rash, authoritarian dictator named Ifi-al rialla Gud, threatened to touch the hearts of people with questionable sexual identities and various dangly bits on their resume-unfriendly cinnamon buns. "Unfriendly", you ask? Certainly. They were crafted with questionable practices such as violent teabagging and Kobe beef massages. The monster knew the quadratic equation could trigger intense and surprisingly erotic visions involving numerous gay leprechauns and their incredibly enormous electric toothbrushes. Thankfully, their yellow banana-hammocks were edible and only slightly diseased with STDs like swine flu and severe anal discharge. Such discharge was magical and targetted directly towards those Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
EricCartman Posted June 15, 2009 Report Share Posted June 15, 2009 Few days later, a huge rash, authoritarian dictator named Ifi-al rialla Gud, threatened to touch the hearts of people with questionable sexual identities and various dangly bits on their resume-unfriendly cinnamon buns. "Unfriendly", you ask? Certainly. They were crafted with questionable practices such as violent teabagging and Kobe beef massages. The monster knew the quadratic equation could trigger intense and surprisingly erotic visions involving numerous gay leprechauns and their incredibly enormous electric toothbrushes. Thankfully, their yellow banana-hammocks were edible and only slightly diseased with STDs like swine flu and severe anal discharge. Such discharge was magical and targetted directly towards those exotic dancers in Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
TeaHatingBrit Posted June 16, 2009 Author Report Share Posted June 16, 2009 It was winter and a dark figure moved through the jungle and pounced upon its sworn enemy the one-eyed monster. But along came a gust of wind that knocked over the big tree, the monster narrowly avoided being crushed, like an incredible flying watermelon. The monster glared at the sexy, dark and mysterious, charming yet deadly blind french schoolboy and was aroused by his dashing looks and large community service commitment, because that's sexy. Following hot sex the monster felt emotional, but satisfied. The schoolboy decided to ask for another round, but he satisfied himself. Feeling adventurous, he approached from the backside and startled the beast's anal-retentive personality with a very disorganized series of noises and movements that threatened to cause trauma to his posterior parietal cortex. The monster roared, "stimulate my cortex", and stimulated he was. Following stimulation, the monster left on the magic flying carpet given to monsters with DUIs. The night of the great escape was the first time the monster missed his mother. The last time he had seen two hookers dancing, his mother had wished she hadn't been the second. Suddenly, the carpet fell apart midflight! Shocked, the monster started to run through downtown Toronto completely naked, except he suddenly remembered what his mother had told him, "When in Rome...don't get lost or expose your taunt sexy bottom to a giant, pink and furry, cold steely ruler." Remembering this, he pulled down his roll-up world map only to realize that the map hit his big, lumpy, misshapen, and yet strangely provocative medical school application. "Sweet heavenly Jesus," sang the monster. Forgetting the deadline, he asked Jesus to grant him acceptance to Hopkins school of dancing. In reply he brought out handcuffs to restrain the large ball of feathers and glowsticks coming out of the penguin's body (a painful experience) and looked at his rapidly growing grade point average. Upon reaching 3.8 kmph while walking he decided to apply to medical drama script writing school, because he couldn't get enough of that sweet aroma of cadavers while jerking off his neighbor's dog. "Here Sparky!", he said while prying the silver bullet from his toolbox. First came the wrench, then the magic mushrooms, and finally he brought out deeman101's belly-button ring. When combined, these cause extreme sexual hallucinations involving various unspeakable acts such as squirting Newfiemike from deeman's vagina. Assisted by volunteer premed exotic dancers, he blocked the secret entrance to Newfiemike's mangina. Consequently, people loudly admired how he plugged Newfiemike's mangina with a med acceptance, causing several papercuts. Few days later, a huge rash, authoritarian dictator named Ifi-al rialla Gud, threatened to touch the hearts of people with questionable sexual identities and various dangly bits on their resume-unfriendly cinnamon buns. "Unfriendly", you ask? Certainly. They were crafted with questionable practices such as violent teabagging and Kobe beef massages. The monster knew the quadratic equation could trigger intense and surprisingly erotic visions involving numerous gay leprechauns and their incredibly enormous electric toothbrushes. Thankfully, their yellow banana-hammocks were edible and only slightly diseased with STDs like swine flu and severe anal discharge. Such discharge was magical and targetted directly towards those exotic dancers in Toronto Medical School. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
AMmd Posted June 16, 2009 Report Share Posted June 16, 2009 It was winter and a dark figure moved through the jungle and pounced upon its sworn enemy the one-eyed monster. But along came a gust of wind that knocked over the big tree, the monster narrowly avoided being crushed, like an incredible flying watermelon. The monster glared at the sexy, dark and mysterious, charming yet deadly blind french schoolboy and was aroused by his dashing looks and large community service commitment, because that's sexy. Following hot sex the monster felt emotional, but satisfied. The schoolboy decided to ask for another round, but he satisfied himself. Feeling adventurous, he approached from the backside and startled the beast's anal-retentive personality with a very disorganized series of noises and movements that threatened to cause trauma to his posterior parietal cortex. The monster roared, "stimulate my cortex", and stimulated he was. Following stimulation, the monster left on the magic flying carpet given to monsters with DUIs. The night of the great escape was the first time the monster missed his mother. The last time he had seen two hookers dancing, his mother had wished she hadn't been the second. Suddenly, the carpet fell apart midflight! Shocked, the monster started to run through downtown Toronto completely naked, except he suddenly remembered what his mother had told him, "When in Rome...don't get lost or expose your taunt sexy bottom to a giant, pink and furry, cold steely ruler." Remembering this, he pulled down his roll-up world map only to realize that the map hit his big, lumpy, misshapen, and yet strangely provocative medical school application. "Sweet heavenly Jesus," sang the monster. Forgetting the deadline, he asked Jesus to grant him acceptance to Hopkins school of dancing. In reply he brought out handcuffs to restrain the large ball of feathers and glowsticks coming out of the penguin's body (a painful experience) and looked at his rapidly growing grade point average. Upon reaching 3.8 kmph while walking he decided to apply to medical drama script writing school, because he couldn't get enough of that sweet aroma of cadavers while jerking off his neighbor's dog. "Here Sparky!", he said while prying the silver bullet from his toolbox. First came the wrench, then the magic mushrooms, and finally he brought out deeman101's belly-button ring. When combined, these cause extreme sexual hallucinations involving various unspeakable acts such as squirting Newfiemike from deeman's vagina. Assisted by volunteer premed exotic dancers, he blocked the secret entrance to Newfiemike's mangina. Consequently, people loudly admired how he plugged Newfiemike's mangina with a med acceptance, causing several papercuts. Few days later, a huge rash, authoritarian dictator named Ifi-al rialla Gud, threatened to touch the hearts of people with questionable sexual identities and various dangly bits on their resume-unfriendly cinnamon buns. "Unfriendly", you ask? Certainly. They were crafted with questionable practices such as violent teabagging and Kobe beef massages. The monster knew the quadratic equation could trigger intense and surprisingly erotic visions involving numerous gay leprechauns and their incredibly enormous electric toothbrushes. Thankfully, their yellow banana-hammocks were edible and only slightly diseased with STDs like swine flu and severe anal discharge. Such discharge was magical and targetted directly towards those exotic dancers in Toronto Medical School. In Iran, Ahmadinejad Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
smile Posted June 16, 2009 Report Share Posted June 16, 2009 It was winter and a dark figure moved through the jungle and pounced upon its sworn enemy the one-eyed monster. But along came a gust of wind that knocked over the big tree, the monster narrowly avoided being crushed, like an incredible flying watermelon. The monster glared at the sexy, dark and mysterious, charming yet deadly blind french schoolboy and was aroused by his dashing looks and large community service commitment, because that's sexy. Following hot sex the monster felt emotional, but satisfied. The schoolboy decided to ask for another round, but he satisfied himself. Feeling adventurous, he approached from the backside and startled the beast's anal-retentive personality with a very disorganized series of noises and movements that threatened to cause trauma to his posterior parietal cortex. The monster roared, "stimulate my cortex", and stimulated he was. Following stimulation, the monster left on the magic flying carpet given to monsters with DUIs. The night of the great escape was the first time the monster missed his mother. The last time he had seen two hookers dancing, his mother had wished she hadn't been the second. Suddenly, the carpet fell apart midflight! Shocked, the monster started to run through downtown Toronto completely naked, except he suddenly remembered what his mother had told him, "When in Rome...don't get lost or expose your taunt sexy bottom to a giant, pink and furry, cold steely ruler." Remembering this, he pulled down his roll-up world map only to realize that the map hit his big, lumpy, misshapen, and yet strangely provocative medical school application. "Sweet heavenly Jesus," sang the monster. Forgetting the deadline, he asked Jesus to grant him acceptance to Hopkins school of dancing. In reply he brought out handcuffs to restrain the large ball of feathers and glowsticks coming out of the penguin's body (a painful experience) and looked at his rapidly growing grade point average. Upon reaching 3.8 kmph while walking he decided to apply to medical drama script writing school, because he couldn't get enough of that sweet aroma of cadavers while jerking off his neighbor's dog. "Here Sparky!", he said while prying the silver bullet from his toolbox. First came the wrench, then the magic mushrooms, and finally he brought out deeman101's belly-button ring. When combined, these cause extreme sexual hallucinations involving various unspeakable acts such as squirting Newfiemike from deeman's vagina. Assisted by volunteer premed exotic dancers, he blocked the secret entrance to Newfiemike's mangina. Consequently, people loudly admired how he plugged Newfiemike's mangina with a med acceptance, causing several papercuts. Few days later, a huge rash, authoritarian dictator named Ifi-al rialla Gud, threatened to touch the hearts of people with questionable sexual identities and various dangly bits on their resume-unfriendly cinnamon buns. "Unfriendly", you ask? Certainly. They were crafted with questionable practices such as violent teabagging and Kobe beef massages. The monster knew the quadratic equation could trigger intense and surprisingly erotic visions involving numerous gay leprechauns and their incredibly enormous electric toothbrushes. Thankfully, their yellow banana-hammocks were edible and only slightly diseased with STDs like swine flu and severe anal discharge. Such discharge was magical and targetted directly towards those exotic dancers in Toronto Medical School. In Iran, Ahmadinejad died. The End. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ballofnerves Posted June 16, 2009 Report Share Posted June 16, 2009 It was winter and a dark figure moved through the jungle and pounced upon its sworn enemy the one-eyed monster. But along came a gust of wind that knocked over the big tree, the monster narrowly avoided being crushed, like an incredible flying watermelon. The monster glared at the sexy, dark and mysterious, charming yet deadly blind french schoolboy and was aroused by his dashing looks and large community service commitment, because that's sexy. Following hot sex the monster felt emotional, but satisfied. The schoolboy decided to ask for another round, but he satisfied himself. Feeling adventurous, he approached from the backside and startled the beast's anal-retentive personality with a very disorganized series of noises and movements that threatened to cause trauma to his posterior parietal cortex. The monster roared, "stimulate my cortex", and stimulated he was. Following stimulation, the monster left on the magic flying carpet given to monsters with DUIs. The night of the great escape was the first time the monster missed his mother. The last time he had seen two hookers dancing, his mother had wished she hadn't been the second. Suddenly, the carpet fell apart midflight! Shocked, the monster started to run through downtown Toronto completely naked, except he suddenly remembered what his mother had told him, "When in Rome...don't get lost or expose your taunt sexy bottom to a giant, pink and furry, cold steely ruler." Remembering this, he pulled down his roll-up world map only to realize that the map hit his big, lumpy, misshapen, and yet strangely provocative medical school application. "Sweet heavenly Jesus," sang the monster. Forgetting the deadline, he asked Jesus to grant him acceptance to Hopkins school of dancing. In reply he brought out handcuffs to restrain the large ball of feathers and glowsticks coming out of the penguin's body (a painful experience) and looked at his rapidly growing grade point average. Upon reaching 3.8 kmph while walking he decided to apply to medical drama script writing school, because he couldn't get enough of that sweet aroma of cadavers while jerking off his neighbor's dog. "Here Sparky!", he said while prying the silver bullet from his toolbox. First came the wrench, then the magic mushrooms, and finally he brought out deeman101's belly-button ring. When combined, these cause extreme sexual hallucinations involving various unspeakable acts such as squirting Newfiemike from deeman's vagina. Assisted by volunteer premed exotic dancers, he blocked the secret entrance to Newfiemike's mangina. Consequently, people loudly admired how he plugged Newfiemike's mangina with a med acceptance, causing several papercuts. Few days later, a huge rash, authoritarian dictator named Ifi-al rialla Gud, threatened to touch the hearts of people with questionable sexual identities and various dangly bits on their resume-unfriendly cinnamon buns. "Unfriendly", you ask? Certainly. They were crafted with questionable practices such as violent teabagging and Kobe beef massages. The monster knew the quadratic equation could trigger intense and surprisingly erotic visions involving numerous gay leprechauns and their incredibly enormous electric toothbrushes. Thankfully, their yellow banana-hammocks were edible and only slightly diseased with STDs like swine flu and severe anal discharge. Such discharge was magical and targetted directly towards those exotic dancers in Toronto Medical School. In Iran, Ahmadinejad died. The end seemed near, but Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
thatonekid Posted June 16, 2009 Report Share Posted June 16, 2009 It was winter and a dark figure moved through the jungle and pounced upon its sworn enemy the one-eyed monster. But along came a gust of wind that knocked over the big tree, the monster narrowly avoided being crushed, like an incredible flying watermelon. The monster glared at the sexy, dark and mysterious, charming yet deadly blind french schoolboy and was aroused by his dashing looks and large community service commitment, because that's sexy. Following hot sex the monster felt emotional, but satisfied. The schoolboy decided to ask for another round, but he satisfied himself. Feeling adventurous, he approached from the backside and startled the beast's anal-retentive personality with a very disorganized series of noises and movements that threatened to cause trauma to his posterior parietal cortex. The monster roared, "stimulate my cortex", and stimulated he was. Following stimulation, the monster left on the magic flying carpet given to monsters with DUIs. The night of the great escape was the first time the monster missed his mother. The last time he had seen two hookers dancing, his mother had wished she hadn't been the second. Suddenly, the carpet fell apart midflight! Shocked, the monster started to run through downtown Toronto completely naked, except he suddenly remembered what his mother had told him, "When in Rome...don't get lost or expose your taunt sexy bottom to a giant, pink and furry, cold steely ruler." Remembering this, he pulled down his roll-up world map only to realize that the map hit his big, lumpy, misshapen, and yet strangely provocative medical school application. "Sweet heavenly Jesus," sang the monster. Forgetting the deadline, he asked Jesus to grant him acceptance to Hopkins school of dancing. In reply he brought out handcuffs to restrain the large ball of feathers and glowsticks coming out of the penguin's body (a painful experience) and looked at his rapidly growing grade point average. Upon reaching 3.8 kmph while walking he decided to apply to medical drama script writing school, because he couldn't get enough of that sweet aroma of cadavers while jerking off his neighbor's dog. "Here Sparky!", he said while prying the silver bullet from his toolbox. First came the wrench, then the magic mushrooms, and finally he brought out deeman101's belly-button ring. When combined, these cause extreme sexual hallucinations involving various unspeakable acts such as squirting Newfiemike from deeman's vagina. Assisted by volunteer premed exotic dancers, he blocked the secret entrance to Newfiemike's mangina. Consequently, people loudly admired how he plugged Newfiemike's mangina with a med acceptance, causing several papercuts. Few days later, a huge rash, authoritarian dictator named Ifi-al rialla Gud, threatened to touch the hearts of people with questionable sexual identities and various dangly bits on their resume-unfriendly cinnamon buns. "Unfriendly", you ask? Certainly. They were crafted with questionable practices such as violent teabagging and Kobe beef massages. The monster knew the quadratic equation could trigger intense and surprisingly erotic visions involving numerous gay leprechauns and their incredibly enormous electric toothbrushes. Thankfully, their yellow banana-hammocks were edible and only slightly diseased with STDs like swine flu and severe anal discharge. Such discharge was magical and targetted directly towards those exotic dancers in Toronto Medical School. In Iran, Ahmadinejad died. The end seemed near, but the monster knew (got to give this story some consistency. lol) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Law Posted June 16, 2009 Report Share Posted June 16, 2009 It was winter and a dark figure moved through the jungle and pounced upon its sworn enemy the one-eyed monster. But along came a gust of wind that knocked over the big tree, the monster narrowly avoided being crushed, like an incredible flying watermelon. The monster glared at the sexy, dark and mysterious, charming yet deadly blind french schoolboy and was aroused by his dashing looks and large community service commitment, because that's sexy. Following hot sex the monster felt emotional, but satisfied. The schoolboy decided to ask for another round, but he satisfied himself. Feeling adventurous, he approached from the backside and startled the beast's anal-retentive personality with a very disorganized series of noises and movements that threatened to cause trauma to his posterior parietal cortex. The monster roared, "stimulate my cortex", and stimulated he was. Following stimulation, the monster left on the magic flying carpet given to monsters with DUIs. The night of the great escape was the first time the monster missed his mother. The last time he had seen two hookers dancing, his mother had wished she hadn't been the second. Suddenly, the carpet fell apart midflight! Shocked, the monster started to run through downtown Toronto completely naked, except he suddenly remembered what his mother had told him, "When in Rome...don't get lost or expose your taunt sexy bottom to a giant, pink and furry, cold steely ruler." Remembering this, he pulled down his roll-up world map only to realize that the map hit his big, lumpy, misshapen, and yet strangely provocative medical school application. "Sweet heavenly Jesus," sang the monster. Forgetting the deadline, he asked Jesus to grant him acceptance to Hopkins school of dancing. In reply he brought out handcuffs to restrain the large ball of feathers and glowsticks coming out of the penguin's body (a painful experience) and looked at his rapidly growing grade point average. Upon reaching 3.8 kmph while walking he decided to apply to medical drama script writing school, because he couldn't get enough of that sweet aroma of cadavers while jerking off his neighbor's dog. "Here Sparky!", he said while prying the silver bullet from his toolbox. First came the wrench, then the magic mushrooms, and finally he brought out deeman101's belly-button ring. When combined, these cause extreme sexual hallucinations involving various unspeakable acts such as squirting Newfiemike from deeman's vagina. Assisted by volunteer premed exotic dancers, he blocked the secret entrance to Newfiemike's mangina. Consequently, people loudly admired how he plugged Newfiemike's mangina with a med acceptance, causing several papercuts. Few days later, a huge rash, authoritarian dictator named Ifi-al rialla Gud, threatened to touch the hearts of people with questionable sexual identities and various dangly bits on their resume-unfriendly cinnamon buns. "Unfriendly", you ask? Certainly. They were crafted with questionable practices such as violent teabagging and Kobe beef massages. The monster knew the quadratic equation could trigger intense and surprisingly erotic visions involving numerous gay leprechauns and their incredibly enormous electric toothbrushes. Thankfully, their yellow banana-hammocks were edible and only slightly diseased with STDs like swine flu and severe anal discharge. Such discharge was magical and targetted directly towards those exotic dancers in Toronto Medical School. In Iran, Ahmadinejad died. The end seemed near, but the monster knew that dead presidents Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
AMmd Posted June 16, 2009 Report Share Posted June 16, 2009 It was winter and a dark figure moved through the jungle and pounced upon its sworn enemy the one-eyed monster. But along came a gust of wind that knocked over the big tree, the monster narrowly avoided being crushed, like an incredible flying watermelon. The monster glared at the sexy, dark and mysterious, charming yet deadly blind french schoolboy and was aroused by his dashing looks and large community service commitment, because that's sexy. Following hot sex the monster felt emotional, but satisfied. The schoolboy decided to ask for another round, but he satisfied himself. Feeling adventurous, he approached from the backside and startled the beast's anal-retentive personality with a very disorganized series of noises and movements that threatened to cause trauma to his posterior parietal cortex. The monster roared, "stimulate my cortex", and stimulated he was. Following stimulation, the monster left on the magic flying carpet given to monsters with DUIs. The night of the great escape was the first time the monster missed his mother. The last time he had seen two hookers dancing, his mother had wished she hadn't been the second. Suddenly, the carpet fell apart midflight! Shocked, the monster started to run through downtown Toronto completely naked, except he suddenly remembered what his mother had told him, "When in Rome...don't get lost or expose your taunt sexy bottom to a giant, pink and furry, cold steely ruler." Remembering this, he pulled down his roll-up world map only to realize that the map hit his big, lumpy, misshapen, and yet strangely provocative medical school application. "Sweet heavenly Jesus," sang the monster. Forgetting the deadline, he asked Jesus to grant him acceptance to Hopkins school of dancing. In reply he brought out handcuffs to restrain the large ball of feathers and glowsticks coming out of the penguin's body (a painful experience) and looked at his rapidly growing grade point average. Upon reaching 3.8 kmph while walking he decided to apply to medical drama script writing school, because he couldn't get enough of that sweet aroma of cadavers while jerking off his neighbor's dog. "Here Sparky!", he said while prying the silver bullet from his toolbox. First came the wrench, then the magic mushrooms, and finally he brought out deeman101's belly-button ring. When combined, these cause extreme sexual hallucinations involving various unspeakable acts such as squirting Newfiemike from deeman's vagina. Assisted by volunteer premed exotic dancers, he blocked the secret entrance to Newfiemike's mangina. Consequently, people loudly admired how he plugged Newfiemike's mangina with a med acceptance, causing several papercuts. Few days later, a huge rash, authoritarian dictator named Ifi-al rialla Gud, threatened to touch the hearts of people with questionable sexual identities and various dangly bits on their resume-unfriendly cinnamon buns. "Unfriendly", you ask? Certainly. They were crafted with questionable practices such as violent teabagging and Kobe beef massages. The monster knew the quadratic equation could trigger intense and surprisingly erotic visions involving numerous gay leprechauns and their incredibly enormous electric toothbrushes. Thankfully, their yellow banana-hammocks were edible and only slightly diseased with STDs like swine flu and severe anal discharge. Such discharge was magical and targetted directly towards those exotic dancers in Toronto Medical School. In Iran, Ahmadinejad died. The end seemed near, but the monster knew that dead presidents get less virgins Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Renin Posted June 16, 2009 Report Share Posted June 16, 2009 It was winter and a dark figure moved through the jungle and pounced upon its sworn enemy the one-eyed monster. But along came a gust of wind that knocked over the big tree, the monster narrowly avoided being crushed, like an incredible flying watermelon. The monster glared at the sexy, dark and mysterious, charming yet deadly blind french schoolboy and was aroused by his dashing looks and large community service commitment, because that's sexy. Following hot sex the monster felt emotional, but satisfied. The schoolboy decided to ask for another round, but he satisfied himself. Feeling adventurous, he approached from the backside and startled the beast's anal-retentive personality with a very disorganized series of noises and movements that threatened to cause trauma to his posterior parietal cortex. The monster roared, "stimulate my cortex", and stimulated he was. Following stimulation, the monster left on the magic flying carpet given to monsters with DUIs. The night of the great escape was the first time the monster missed his mother. The last time he had seen two hookers dancing, his mother had wished she hadn't been the second. Suddenly, the carpet fell apart midflight! Shocked, the monster started to run through downtown Toronto completely naked, except he suddenly remembered what his mother had told him, "When in Rome...don't get lost or expose your taunt sexy bottom to a giant, pink and furry, cold steely ruler." Remembering this, he pulled down his roll-up world map only to realize that the map hit his big, lumpy, misshapen, and yet strangely provocative medical school application. "Sweet heavenly Jesus," sang the monster. Forgetting the deadline, he asked Jesus to grant him acceptance to Hopkins school of dancing. In reply he brought out handcuffs to restrain the large ball of feathers and glowsticks coming out of the penguin's body (a painful experience) and looked at his rapidly growing grade point average. Upon reaching 3.8 kmph while walking he decided to apply to medical drama script writing school, because he couldn't get enough of that sweet aroma of cadavers while jerking off his neighbor's dog. "Here Sparky!", he said while prying the silver bullet from his toolbox. First came the wrench, then the magic mushrooms, and finally he brought out deeman101's belly-button ring. When combined, these cause extreme sexual hallucinations involving various unspeakable acts such as squirting Newfiemike from deeman's vagina. Assisted by volunteer premed exotic dancers, he blocked the secret entrance to Newfiemike's mangina. Consequently, people loudly admired how he plugged Newfiemike's mangina with a med acceptance, causing several papercuts. Few days later, a huge rash, authoritarian dictator named Ifi-al rialla Gud, threatened to touch the hearts of people with questionable sexual identities and various dangly bits on their resume-unfriendly cinnamon buns. "Unfriendly", you ask? Certainly. They were crafted with questionable practices such as violent teabagging and Kobe beef massages. The monster knew the quadratic equation could trigger intense and surprisingly erotic visions involving numerous gay leprechauns and their incredibly enormous electric toothbrushes. Thankfully, their yellow banana-hammocks were edible and only slightly diseased with STDs like swine flu and severe anal discharge. Such discharge was magical and targetted directly towards those exotic dancers in Toronto Medical School. In Iran, Ahmadinejad died. The end seemed near, but the monster knew that dead presidents get less virgins (of poor quality) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
AMmd Posted June 16, 2009 Report Share Posted June 16, 2009 It was winter and a dark figure moved through the jungle and pounced upon its sworn enemy the one-eyed monster. But along came a gust of wind that knocked over the big tree, the monster narrowly avoided being crushed, like an incredible flying watermelon. The monster glared at the sexy, dark and mysterious, charming yet deadly blind french schoolboy and was aroused by his dashing looks and large community service commitment, because that's sexy. Following hot sex the monster felt emotional, but satisfied. The schoolboy decided to ask for another round, but he satisfied himself. Feeling adventurous, he approached from the backside and startled the beast's anal-retentive personality with a very disorganized series of noises and movements that threatened to cause trauma to his posterior parietal cortex. The monster roared, "stimulate my cortex", and stimulated he was. Following stimulation, the monster left on the magic flying carpet given to monsters with DUIs. The night of the great escape was the first time the monster missed his mother. The last time he had seen two hookers dancing, his mother had wished she hadn't been the second. Suddenly, the carpet fell apart midflight! Shocked, the monster started to run through downtown Toronto completely naked, except he suddenly remembered what his mother had told him, "When in Rome...don't get lost or expose your taunt sexy bottom to a giant, pink and furry, cold steely ruler." Remembering this, he pulled down his roll-up world map only to realize that the map hit his big, lumpy, misshapen, and yet strangely provocative medical school application. "Sweet heavenly Jesus," sang the monster. Forgetting the deadline, he asked Jesus to grant him acceptance to Hopkins school of dancing. In reply he brought out handcuffs to restrain the large ball of feathers and glowsticks coming out of the penguin's body (a painful experience) and looked at his rapidly growing grade point average. Upon reaching 3.8 kmph while walking he decided to apply to medical drama script writing school, because he couldn't get enough of that sweet aroma of cadavers while jerking off his neighbor's dog. "Here Sparky!", he said while prying the silver bullet from his toolbox. First came the wrench, then the magic mushrooms, and finally he brought out deeman101's belly-button ring. When combined, these cause extreme sexual hallucinations involving various unspeakable acts such as squirting Newfiemike from deeman's vagina. Assisted by volunteer premed exotic dancers, he blocked the secret entrance to Newfiemike's mangina. Consequently, people loudly admired how he plugged Newfiemike's mangina with a med acceptance, causing several papercuts. Few days later, a huge rash, authoritarian dictator named Ifi-al rialla Gud, threatened to touch the hearts of people with questionable sexual identities and various dangly bits on their resume-unfriendly cinnamon buns. "Unfriendly", you ask? Certainly. They were crafted with questionable practices such as violent teabagging and Kobe beef massages. The monster knew the quadratic equation could trigger intense and surprisingly erotic visions involving numerous gay leprechauns and their incredibly enormous electric toothbrushes. Thankfully, their yellow banana-hammocks were edible and only slightly diseased with STDs like swine flu and severe anal discharge. Such discharge was magical and targetted directly towards those exotic dancers in Toronto Medical School. In Iran, Ahmadinejad died. The end seemed near, but the monster knew that dead presidents get less virgins (of poor quality). So Barack Obama Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Turkelton Posted June 16, 2009 Report Share Posted June 16, 2009 It was winter and a dark figure moved through the jungle and pounced upon its sworn enemy the one-eyed monster. But along came a gust of wind that knocked over the big tree, the monster narrowly avoided being crushed, like an incredible flying watermelon. The monster glared at the sexy, dark and mysterious, charming yet deadly blind french schoolboy and was aroused by his dashing looks and large community service commitment, because that's sexy. Following hot sex the monster felt emotional, but satisfied. The schoolboy decided to ask for another round, but he satisfied himself. Feeling adventurous, he approached from the backside and startled the beast's anal-retentive personality with a very disorganized series of noises and movements that threatened to cause trauma to his posterior parietal cortex. The monster roared, "stimulate my cortex", and stimulated he was. Following stimulation, the monster left on the magic flying carpet given to monsters with DUIs. The night of the great escape was the first time the monster missed his mother. The last time he had seen two hookers dancing, his mother had wished she hadn't been the second. Suddenly, the carpet fell apart midflight! Shocked, the monster started to run through downtown Toronto completely naked, except he suddenly remembered what his mother had told him, "When in Rome...don't get lost or expose your taunt sexy bottom to a giant, pink and furry, cold steely ruler." Remembering this, he pulled down his roll-up world map only to realize that the map hit his big, lumpy, misshapen, and yet strangely provocative medical school application. "Sweet heavenly Jesus," sang the monster. Forgetting the deadline, he asked Jesus to grant him acceptance to Hopkins school of dancing. In reply he brought out handcuffs to restrain the large ball of feathers and glowsticks coming out of the penguin's body (a painful experience) and looked at his rapidly growing grade point average. Upon reaching 3.8 kmph while walking he decided to apply to medical drama script writing school, because he couldn't get enough of that sweet aroma of cadavers while jerking off his neighbor's dog. "Here Sparky!", he said while prying the silver bullet from his toolbox. First came the wrench, then the magic mushrooms, and finally he brought out deeman101's belly-button ring. When combined, these cause extreme sexual hallucinations involving various unspeakable acts such as squirting Newfiemike from deeman's vagina. Assisted by volunteer premed exotic dancers, he blocked the secret entrance to Newfiemike's mangina. Consequently, people loudly admired how he plugged Newfiemike's mangina with a med acceptance, causing several papercuts. Few days later, a huge rash, authoritarian dictator named Ifi-al rialla Gud, threatened to touch the hearts of people with questionable sexual identities and various dangly bits on their resume-unfriendly cinnamon buns. "Unfriendly", you ask? Certainly. They were crafted with questionable practices such as violent teabagging and Kobe beef massages. The monster knew the quadratic equation could trigger intense and surprisingly erotic visions involving numerous gay leprechauns and their incredibly enormous electric toothbrushes. Thankfully, their yellow banana-hammocks were edible and only slightly diseased with STDs like swine flu and severe anal discharge. Such discharge was magical and targetted directly towards those exotic dancers in Toronto Medical School. In Iran, Ahmadinejad died. The end seemed near, but the monster knew that dead presidents get less virgins (of poor quality). So Barack Obama flew to Iran Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
AMmd Posted June 16, 2009 Report Share Posted June 16, 2009 It was winter and a dark figure moved through the jungle and pounced upon its sworn enemy the one-eyed monster. But along came a gust of wind that knocked over the big tree, the monster narrowly avoided being crushed, like an incredible flying watermelon. The monster glared at the sexy, dark and mysterious, charming yet deadly blind french schoolboy and was aroused by his dashing looks and large community service commitment, because that's sexy. Following hot sex the monster felt emotional, but satisfied. The schoolboy decided to ask for another round, but he satisfied himself. Feeling adventurous, he approached from the backside and startled the beast's anal-retentive personality with a very disorganized series of noises and movements that threatened to cause trauma to his posterior parietal cortex. The monster roared, "stimulate my cortex", and stimulated he was. Following stimulation, the monster left on the magic flying carpet given to monsters with DUIs. The night of the great escape was the first time the monster missed his mother. The last time he had seen two hookers dancing, his mother had wished she hadn't been the second. Suddenly, the carpet fell apart midflight! Shocked, the monster started to run through downtown Toronto completely naked, except he suddenly remembered what his mother had told him, "When in Rome...don't get lost or expose your taunt sexy bottom to a giant, pink and furry, cold steely ruler." Remembering this, he pulled down his roll-up world map only to realize that the map hit his big, lumpy, misshapen, and yet strangely provocative medical school application. "Sweet heavenly Jesus," sang the monster. Forgetting the deadline, he asked Jesus to grant him acceptance to Hopkins school of dancing. In reply he brought out handcuffs to restrain the large ball of feathers and glowsticks coming out of the penguin's body (a painful experience) and looked at his rapidly growing grade point average. Upon reaching 3.8 kmph while walking he decided to apply to medical drama script writing school, because he couldn't get enough of that sweet aroma of cadavers while jerking off his neighbor's dog. "Here Sparky!", he said while prying the silver bullet from his toolbox. First came the wrench, then the magic mushrooms, and finally he brought out deeman101's belly-button ring. When combined, these cause extreme sexual hallucinations involving various unspeakable acts such as squirting Newfiemike from deeman's vagina. Assisted by volunteer premed exotic dancers, he blocked the secret entrance to Newfiemike's mangina. Consequently, people loudly admired how he plugged Newfiemike's mangina with a med acceptance, causing several papercuts. Few days later, a huge rash, authoritarian dictator named Ifi-al rialla Gud, threatened to touch the hearts of people with questionable sexual identities and various dangly bits on their resume-unfriendly cinnamon buns. "Unfriendly", you ask? Certainly. They were crafted with questionable practices such as violent teabagging and Kobe beef massages. The monster knew the quadratic equation could trigger intense and surprisingly erotic visions involving numerous gay leprechauns and their incredibly enormous electric toothbrushes. Thankfully, their yellow banana-hammocks were edible and only slightly diseased with STDs like swine flu and severe anal discharge. Such discharge was magical and targetted directly towards those exotic dancers in Toronto Medical School. In Iran, Ahmadinejad died. The end seemed near, but the monster knew that dead presidents get less virgins (of poor quality). So Barack Obama flew to Iran, his birth place, Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ballofnerves Posted June 16, 2009 Report Share Posted June 16, 2009 It was winter and a dark figure moved through the jungle and pounced upon its sworn enemy the one-eyed monster. But along came a gust of wind that knocked over the big tree, the monster narrowly avoided being crushed, like an incredible flying watermelon. The monster glared at the sexy, dark and mysterious, charming yet deadly blind french schoolboy and was aroused by his dashing looks and large community service commitment, because that's sexy. Following hot sex the monster felt emotional, but satisfied. The schoolboy decided to ask for another round, but he satisfied himself. Feeling adventurous, he approached from the backside and startled the beast's anal-retentive personality with a very disorganized series of noises and movements that threatened to cause trauma to his posterior parietal cortex. The monster roared, "stimulate my cortex", and stimulated he was. Following stimulation, the monster left on the magic flying carpet given to monsters with DUIs. The night of the great escape was the first time the monster missed his mother. The last time he had seen two hookers dancing, his mother had wished she hadn't been the second. Suddenly, the carpet fell apart midflight! Shocked, the monster started to run through downtown Toronto completely naked, except he suddenly remembered what his mother had told him, "When in Rome...don't get lost or expose your taunt sexy bottom to a giant, pink and furry, cold steely ruler." Remembering this, he pulled down his roll-up world map only to realize that the map hit his big, lumpy, misshapen, and yet strangely provocative medical school application. "Sweet heavenly Jesus," sang the monster. Forgetting the deadline, he asked Jesus to grant him acceptance to Hopkins school of dancing. In reply he brought out handcuffs to restrain the large ball of feathers and glowsticks coming out of the penguin's body (a painful experience) and looked at his rapidly growing grade point average. Upon reaching 3.8 kmph while walking he decided to apply to medical drama script writing school, because he couldn't get enough of that sweet aroma of cadavers while jerking off his neighbor's dog. "Here Sparky!", he said while prying the silver bullet from his toolbox. First came the wrench, then the magic mushrooms, and finally he brought out deeman101's belly-button ring. When combined, these cause extreme sexual hallucinations involving various unspeakable acts such as squirting Newfiemike from deeman's vagina. Assisted by volunteer premed exotic dancers, he blocked the secret entrance to Newfiemike's mangina. Consequently, people loudly admired how he plugged Newfiemike's mangina with a med acceptance, causing several papercuts. Few days later, a huge rash, authoritarian dictator named Ifi-al rialla Gud, threatened to touch the hearts of people with questionable sexual identities and various dangly bits on their resume-unfriendly cinnamon buns. "Unfriendly", you ask? Certainly. They were crafted with questionable practices such as violent teabagging and Kobe beef massages. The monster knew the quadratic equation could trigger intense and surprisingly erotic visions involving numerous gay leprechauns and their incredibly enormous electric toothbrushes. Thankfully, their yellow banana-hammocks were edible and only slightly diseased with STDs like swine flu and severe anal discharge. Such discharge was magical and targetted directly towards those exotic dancers in Toronto Medical School. In Iran, Ahmadinejad died. The end seemed near, but the monster knew that dead presidents get less virgins (of poor quality). So Barack Obama flew to Iran, his birth place, while George Bush Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Renin Posted June 16, 2009 Report Share Posted June 16, 2009 It was winter and a dark figure moved through the jungle and pounced upon its sworn enemy the one-eyed monster. But along came a gust of wind that knocked over the big tree, the monster narrowly avoided being crushed, like an incredible flying watermelon. The monster glared at the sexy, dark and mysterious, charming yet deadly blind french schoolboy and was aroused by his dashing looks and large community service commitment, because that's sexy. Following hot sex the monster felt emotional, but satisfied. The schoolboy decided to ask for another round, but he satisfied himself. Feeling adventurous, he approached from the backside and startled the beast's anal-retentive personality with a very disorganized series of noises and movements that threatened to cause trauma to his posterior parietal cortex. The monster roared, "stimulate my cortex", and stimulated he was. Following stimulation, the monster left on the magic flying carpet given to monsters with DUIs. The night of the great escape was the first time the monster missed his mother. The last time he had seen two hookers dancing, his mother had wished she hadn't been the second. Suddenly, the carpet fell apart midflight! Shocked, the monster started to run through downtown Toronto completely naked, except he suddenly remembered what his mother had told him, "When in Rome...don't get lost or expose your taunt sexy bottom to a giant, pink and furry, cold steely ruler." Remembering this, he pulled down his roll-up world map only to realize that the map hit his big, lumpy, misshapen, and yet strangely provocative medical school application. "Sweet heavenly Jesus," sang the monster. Forgetting the deadline, he asked Jesus to grant him acceptance to Hopkins school of dancing. In reply he brought out handcuffs to restrain the large ball of feathers and glowsticks coming out of the penguin's body (a painful experience) and looked at his rapidly growing grade point average. Upon reaching 3.8 kmph while walking he decided to apply to medical drama script writing school, because he couldn't get enough of that sweet aroma of cadavers while jerking off his neighbor's dog. "Here Sparky!", he said while prying the silver bullet from his toolbox. First came the wrench, then the magic mushrooms, and finally he brought out deeman101's belly-button ring. When combined, these cause extreme sexual hallucinations involving various unspeakable acts such as squirting Newfiemike from deeman's vagina. Assisted by volunteer premed exotic dancers, he blocked the secret entrance to Newfiemike's mangina. Consequently, people loudly admired how he plugged Newfiemike's mangina with a med acceptance, causing several papercuts. Few days later, a huge rash, authoritarian dictator named Ifi-al rialla Gud, threatened to touch the hearts of people with questionable sexual identities and various dangly bits on their resume-unfriendly cinnamon buns. "Unfriendly", you ask? Certainly. They were crafted with questionable practices such as violent teabagging and Kobe beef massages. The monster knew the quadratic equation could trigger intense and surprisingly erotic visions involving numerous gay leprechauns and their incredibly enormous electric toothbrushes. Thankfully, their yellow banana-hammocks were edible and only slightly diseased with STDs like swine flu and severe anal discharge. Such discharge was magical and targetted directly towards those exotic dancers in Toronto Medical School. In Iran, Ahmadinejad died. The end seemed near, but the monster knew that dead presidents get less virgins (of poor quality). So Barack Obama flew to Iran, his birth place, while George Bush pranced in his pink furry shorts Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
AMmd Posted June 16, 2009 Report Share Posted June 16, 2009 It was winter and a dark figure moved through the jungle and pounced upon its sworn enemy the one-eyed monster. But along came a gust of wind that knocked over the big tree, the monster narrowly avoided being crushed, like an incredible flying watermelon. The monster glared at the sexy, dark and mysterious, charming yet deadly blind french schoolboy and was aroused by his dashing looks and large community service commitment, because that's sexy. Following hot sex the monster felt emotional, but satisfied. The schoolboy decided to ask for another round, but he satisfied himself. Feeling adventurous, he approached from the backside and startled the beast's anal-retentive personality with a very disorganized series of noises and movements that threatened to cause trauma to his posterior parietal cortex. The monster roared, "stimulate my cortex", and stimulated he was. Following stimulation, the monster left on the magic flying carpet given to monsters with DUIs. The night of the great escape was the first time the monster missed his mother. The last time he had seen two hookers dancing, his mother had wished she hadn't been the second. Suddenly, the carpet fell apart midflight! Shocked, the monster started to run through downtown Toronto completely naked, except he suddenly remembered what his mother had told him, "When in Rome...don't get lost or expose your taunt sexy bottom to a giant, pink and furry, cold steely ruler." Remembering this, he pulled down his roll-up world map only to realize that the map hit his big, lumpy, misshapen, and yet strangely provocative medical school application. "Sweet heavenly Jesus," sang the monster. Forgetting the deadline, he asked Jesus to grant him acceptance to Hopkins school of dancing. In reply he brought out handcuffs to restrain the large ball of feathers and glowsticks coming out of the penguin's body (a painful experience) and looked at his rapidly growing grade point average. Upon reaching 3.8 kmph while walking he decided to apply to medical drama script writing school, because he couldn't get enough of that sweet aroma of cadavers while jerking off his neighbor's dog. "Here Sparky!", he said while prying the silver bullet from his toolbox. First came the wrench, then the magic mushrooms, and finally he brought out deeman101's belly-button ring. When combined, these cause extreme sexual hallucinations involving various unspeakable acts such as squirting Newfiemike from deeman's vagina. Assisted by volunteer premed exotic dancers, he blocked the secret entrance to Newfiemike's mangina. Consequently, people loudly admired how he plugged Newfiemike's mangina with a med acceptance, causing several papercuts. Few days later, a huge rash, authoritarian dictator named Ifi-al rialla Gud, threatened to touch the hearts of people with questionable sexual identities and various dangly bits on their resume-unfriendly cinnamon buns. "Unfriendly", you ask? Certainly. They were crafted with questionable practices such as violent teabagging and Kobe beef massages. The monster knew the quadratic equation could trigger intense and surprisingly erotic visions involving numerous gay leprechauns and their incredibly enormous electric toothbrushes. Thankfully, their yellow banana-hammocks were edible and only slightly diseased with STDs like swine flu and severe anal discharge. Such discharge was magical and targetted directly towards those exotic dancers in Toronto Medical School. In Iran, Ahmadinejad died. The end seemed near, but the monster knew that dead presidents get less virgins (of poor quality). So Barack Obama flew to Iran, his birth place, while George Bush pranced in his pink furry shorts summoning the gods Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MSmith19 Posted June 17, 2009 Report Share Posted June 17, 2009 It was winter and a dark figure moved through the jungle and pounced upon its sworn enemy the one-eyed monster. But along came a gust of wind that knocked over the big tree, the monster narrowly avoided being crushed, like an incredible flying watermelon. The monster glared at the sexy, dark and mysterious, charming yet deadly blind french schoolboy and was aroused by his dashing looks and large community service commitment, because that's sexy. Following hot sex the monster felt emotional, but satisfied. The schoolboy decided to ask for another round, but he satisfied himself. Feeling adventurous, he approached from the backside and startled the beast's anal-retentive personality with a very disorganized series of noises and movements that threatened to cause trauma to his posterior parietal cortex. The monster roared, "stimulate my cortex", and stimulated he was. Following stimulation, the monster left on the magic flying carpet given to monsters with DUIs. The night of the great escape was the first time the monster missed his mother. The last time he had seen two hookers dancing, his mother had wished she hadn't been the second. Suddenly, the carpet fell apart midflight! Shocked, the monster started to run through downtown Toronto completely naked, except he suddenly remembered what his mother had told him, "When in Rome...don't get lost or expose your taunt sexy bottom to a giant, pink and furry, cold steely ruler." Remembering this, he pulled down his roll-up world map only to realize that the map hit his big, lumpy, misshapen, and yet strangely provocative medical school application. "Sweet heavenly Jesus," sang the monster. Forgetting the deadline, he asked Jesus to grant him acceptance to Hopkins school of dancing. In reply he brought out handcuffs to restrain the large ball of feathers and glowsticks coming out of the penguin's body (a painful experience) and looked at his rapidly growing grade point average. Upon reaching 3.8 kmph while walking he decided to apply to medical drama script writing school, because he couldn't get enough of that sweet aroma of cadavers while jerking off his neighbor's dog. "Here Sparky!", he said while prying the silver bullet from his toolbox. First came the wrench, then the magic mushrooms, and finally he brought out deeman101's belly-button ring. When combined, these cause extreme sexual hallucinations involving various unspeakable acts such as squirting Newfiemike from deeman's vagina. Assisted by volunteer premed exotic dancers, he blocked the secret entrance to Newfiemike's mangina. Consequently, people loudly admired how he plugged Newfiemike's mangina with a med acceptance, causing several papercuts. Few days later, a huge rash, authoritarian dictator named Ifi-al rialla Gud, threatened to touch the hearts of people with questionable sexual identities and various dangly bits on their resume-unfriendly cinnamon buns. "Unfriendly", you ask? Certainly. They were crafted with questionable practices such as violent teabagging and Kobe beef massages. The monster knew the quadratic equation could trigger intense and surprisingly erotic visions involving numerous gay leprechauns and their incredibly enormous electric toothbrushes. Thankfully, their yellow banana-hammocks were edible and only slightly diseased with STDs like swine flu and severe anal discharge. Such discharge was magical and targetted directly towards those exotic dancers in Toronto Medical School. In Iran, Ahmadinejad died. The end seemed near, but the monster knew that dead presidents get less virgins (of poor quality). So Barack Obama flew to Iran, his birth place, while George Bush pranced in his pink furry shorts summoning the gods Sarah Palin and Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
steelie Posted June 17, 2009 Report Share Posted June 17, 2009 It was winter and a dark figure moved through the jungle and pounced upon its sworn enemy the one-eyed monster. But along came a gust of wind that knocked over the big tree, the monster narrowly avoided being crushed, like an incredible flying watermelon. The monster glared at the sexy, dark and mysterious, charming yet deadly blind french schoolboy and was aroused by his dashing looks and large community service commitment, because that's sexy. Following hot sex the monster felt emotional, but satisfied. The schoolboy decided to ask for another round, but he satisfied himself. Feeling adventurous, he approached from the backside and startled the beast's anal-retentive personality with a very disorganized series of noises and movements that threatened to cause trauma to his posterior parietal cortex. The monster roared, "stimulate my cortex", and stimulated he was. Following stimulation, the monster left on the magic flying carpet given to monsters with DUIs. The night of the great escape was the first time the monster missed his mother. The last time he had seen two hookers dancing, his mother had wished she hadn't been the second. Suddenly, the carpet fell apart midflight! Shocked, the monster started to run through downtown Toronto completely naked, except he suddenly remembered what his mother had told him, "When in Rome...don't get lost or expose your taunt sexy bottom to a giant, pink and furry, cold steely ruler." Remembering this, he pulled down his roll-up world map only to realize that the map hit his big, lumpy, misshapen, and yet strangely provocative medical school application. "Sweet heavenly Jesus," sang the monster. Forgetting the deadline, he asked Jesus to grant him acceptance to Hopkins school of dancing. In reply he brought out handcuffs to restrain the large ball of feathers and glowsticks coming out of the penguin's body (a painful experience) and looked at his rapidly growing grade point average. Upon reaching 3.8 kmph while walking he decided to apply to medical drama script writing school, because he couldn't get enough of that sweet aroma of cadavers while jerking off his neighbor's dog. "Here Sparky!", he said while prying the silver bullet from his toolbox. First came the wrench, then the magic mushrooms, and finally he brought out deeman101's belly-button ring. When combined, these cause extreme sexual hallucinations involving various unspeakable acts such as squirting Newfiemike from deeman's vagina. Assisted by volunteer premed exotic dancers, he blocked the secret entrance to Newfiemike's mangina. Consequently, people loudly admired how he plugged Newfiemike's mangina with a med acceptance, causing several papercuts. Few days later, a huge rash, authoritarian dictator named Ifi-al rialla Gud, threatened to touch the hearts of people with questionable sexual identities and various dangly bits on their resume-unfriendly cinnamon buns. "Unfriendly", you ask? Certainly. They were crafted with questionable practices such as violent teabagging and Kobe beef massages. The monster knew the quadratic equation could trigger intense and surprisingly erotic visions involving numerous gay leprechauns and their incredibly enormous electric toothbrushes. Thankfully, their yellow banana-hammocks were edible and only slightly diseased with STDs like swine flu and severe anal discharge. Such discharge was magical and targetted directly towards those exotic dancers in Toronto Medical School. In Iran, Ahmadinejad died. The end seemed near, but the monster knew that dead presidents get less virgins (of poor quality). So Barack Obama flew to Iran, his birth place, while George Bush pranced in his pink furry shorts summoning the gods Sarah Palin and Jenna Jameson to Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Law Posted June 17, 2009 Report Share Posted June 17, 2009 steelie, the second bracket has to be [/b] not . It was winter and a dark figure moved through the jungle and pounced upon its sworn enemy the one-eyed monster. But along came a gust of wind that knocked over the big tree, the monster narrowly avoided being crushed, like an incredible flying watermelon. The monster glared at the sexy, dark and mysterious, charming yet deadly blind french schoolboy and was aroused by his dashing looks and large community service commitment, because that's sexy. Following hot sex the monster felt emotional, but satisfied. The schoolboy decided to ask for another round, but he satisfied himself. Feeling adventurous, he approached from the backside and startled the beast's anal-retentive personality with a very disorganized series of noises and movements that threatened to cause trauma to his posterior parietal cortex. The monster roared, "stimulate my cortex", and stimulated he was. Following stimulation, the monster left on the magic flying carpet given to monsters with DUIs. The night of the great escape was the first time the monster missed his mother. The last time he had seen two hookers dancing, his mother had wished she hadn't been the second. Suddenly, the carpet fell apart midflight! Shocked, the monster started to run through downtown Toronto completely naked, except he suddenly remembered what his mother had told him, "When in Rome...don't get lost or expose your taunt sexy bottom to a giant, pink and furry, cold steely ruler." Remembering this, he pulled down his roll-up world map only to realize that the map hit his big, lumpy, misshapen, and yet strangely provocative medical school application. "Sweet heavenly Jesus," sang the monster. Forgetting the deadline, he asked Jesus to grant him acceptance to Hopkins school of dancing. In reply he brought out handcuffs to restrain the large ball of feathers and glowsticks coming out of the penguin's body (a painful experience) and looked at his rapidly growing grade point average. Upon reaching 3.8 kmph while walking he decided to apply to medical drama script writing school, because he couldn't get enough of that sweet aroma of cadavers while jerking off his neighbor's dog. "Here Sparky!", he said while prying the silver bullet from his toolbox. First came the wrench, then the magic mushrooms, and finally he brought out deeman101's belly-button ring. When combined, these cause extreme sexual hallucinations involving various unspeakable acts such as squirting Newfiemike from deeman's vagina. Assisted by volunteer premed exotic dancers, he blocked the secret entrance to Newfiemike's mangina. Consequently, people loudly admired how he plugged Newfiemike's mangina with a med acceptance, causing several papercuts. Few days later, a huge rash, authoritarian dictator named Ifi-al rialla Gud, threatened to touch the hearts of people with questionable sexual identities and various dangly bits on their resume-unfriendly cinnamon buns. "Unfriendly", you ask? Certainly. They were crafted with questionable practices such as violent teabagging and Kobe beef massages. The monster knew the quadratic equation could trigger intense and surprisingly erotic visions involving numerous gay leprechauns and their incredibly enormous electric toothbrushes. Thankfully, their yellow banana-hammocks were edible and only slightly diseased with STDs like swine flu and severe anal discharge. Such discharge was magical and targetted directly towards those exotic dancers in Toronto Medical School. In Iran, Ahmadinejad died. The end seemed near, but the monster knew that dead presidents get less virgins (of poor quality). So Barack Obama flew to Iran, his birth place, while George Bush pranced in his pink furry shorts summoning the gods Sarah Palin and Jenna Jameson to make babies with Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ballofnerves Posted June 17, 2009 Report Share Posted June 17, 2009 It was winter and a dark figure moved through the jungle and pounced upon its sworn enemy the one-eyed monster. But along came a gust of wind that knocked over the big tree, the monster narrowly avoided being crushed, like an incredible flying watermelon. The monster glared at the sexy, dark and mysterious, charming yet deadly blind french schoolboy and was aroused by his dashing looks and large community service commitment, because that's sexy. Following hot sex the monster felt emotional, but satisfied. The schoolboy decided to ask for another round, but he satisfied himself. Feeling adventurous, he approached from the backside and startled the beast's anal-retentive personality with a very disorganized series of noises and movements that threatened to cause trauma to his posterior parietal cortex. The monster roared, "stimulate my cortex", and stimulated he was. Following stimulation, the monster left on the magic flying carpet given to monsters with DUIs. The night of the great escape was the first time the monster missed his mother. The last time he had seen two hookers dancing, his mother had wished she hadn't been the second. Suddenly, the carpet fell apart midflight! Shocked, the monster started to run through downtown Toronto completely naked, except he suddenly remembered what his mother had told him, "When in Rome...don't get lost or expose your taunt sexy bottom to a giant, pink and furry, cold steely ruler." Remembering this, he pulled down his roll-up world map only to realize that the map hit his big, lumpy, misshapen, and yet strangely provocative medical school application. "Sweet heavenly Jesus," sang the monster. Forgetting the deadline, he asked Jesus to grant him acceptance to Hopkins school of dancing. In reply he brought out handcuffs to restrain the large ball of feathers and glowsticks coming out of the penguin's body (a painful experience) and looked at his rapidly growing grade point average. Upon reaching 3.8 kmph while walking he decided to apply to medical drama script writing school, because he couldn't get enough of that sweet aroma of cadavers while jerking off his neighbor's dog. "Here Sparky!", he said while prying the silver bullet from his toolbox. First came the wrench, then the magic mushrooms, and finally he brought out deeman101's belly-button ring. When combined, these cause extreme sexual hallucinations involving various unspeakable acts such as squirting Newfiemike from deeman's vagina. Assisted by volunteer premed exotic dancers, he blocked the secret entrance to Newfiemike's mangina. Consequently, people loudly admired how he plugged Newfiemike's mangina with a med acceptance, causing several papercuts. Few days later, a huge rash, authoritarian dictator named Ifi-al rialla Gud, threatened to touch the hearts of people with questionable sexual identities and various dangly bits on their resume-unfriendly cinnamon buns. "Unfriendly", you ask? Certainly. They were crafted with questionable practices such as violent teabagging and Kobe beef massages. The monster knew the quadratic equation could trigger intense and surprisingly erotic visions involving numerous gay leprechauns and their incredibly enormous electric toothbrushes. Thankfully, their yellow banana-hammocks were edible and only slightly diseased with STDs like swine flu and severe anal discharge. Such discharge was magical and targetted directly towards those exotic dancers in Toronto Medical School. In Iran, Ahmadinejad died. The end seemed near, but the monster knew that dead presidents get less virgins (of poor quality). So Barack Obama flew to Iran, his birth place, while George Bush pranced in his pink furry shorts summoning the gods Sarah Palin and Jenna Jameson to make babies with each other. Testicles Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Law Posted June 17, 2009 Report Share Posted June 17, 2009 It was winter and a dark figure moved through the jungle and pounced upon its sworn enemy the one-eyed monster. But along came a gust of wind that knocked over the big tree, the monster narrowly avoided being crushed, like an incredible flying watermelon. The monster glared at the sexy, dark and mysterious, charming yet deadly blind french schoolboy and was aroused by his dashing looks and large community service commitment, because that's sexy. Following hot sex the monster felt emotional, but satisfied. The schoolboy decided to ask for another round, but he satisfied himself. Feeling adventurous, he approached from the backside and startled the beast's anal-retentive personality with a very disorganized series of noises and movements that threatened to cause trauma to his posterior parietal cortex. The monster roared, "stimulate my cortex", and stimulated he was. Following stimulation, the monster left on the magic flying carpet given to monsters with DUIs. The night of the great escape was the first time the monster missed his mother. The last time he had seen two hookers dancing, his mother had wished she hadn't been the second. Suddenly, the carpet fell apart midflight! Shocked, the monster started to run through downtown Toronto completely naked, except he suddenly remembered what his mother had told him, "When in Rome...don't get lost or expose your taunt sexy bottom to a giant, pink and furry, cold steely ruler." Remembering this, he pulled down his roll-up world map only to realize that the map hit his big, lumpy, misshapen, and yet strangely provocative medical school application. "Sweet heavenly Jesus," sang the monster. Forgetting the deadline, he asked Jesus to grant him acceptance to Hopkins school of dancing. In reply he brought out handcuffs to restrain the large ball of feathers and glowsticks coming out of the penguin's body (a painful experience) and looked at his rapidly growing grade point average. Upon reaching 3.8 kmph while walking he decided to apply to medical drama script writing school, because he couldn't get enough of that sweet aroma of cadavers while jerking off his neighbor's dog. "Here Sparky!", he said while prying the silver bullet from his toolbox. First came the wrench, then the magic mushrooms, and finally he brought out deeman101's belly-button ring. When combined, these cause extreme sexual hallucinations involving various unspeakable acts such as squirting Newfiemike from deeman's vagina. Assisted by volunteer premed exotic dancers, he blocked the secret entrance to Newfiemike's mangina. Consequently, people loudly admired how he plugged Newfiemike's mangina with a med acceptance, causing several papercuts. Few days later, a huge rash, authoritarian dictator named Ifi-al rialla Gud, threatened to touch the hearts of people with questionable sexual identities and various dangly bits on their resume-unfriendly cinnamon buns. "Unfriendly", you ask? Certainly. They were crafted with questionable practices such as violent teabagging and Kobe beef massages. The monster knew the quadratic equation could trigger intense and surprisingly erotic visions involving numerous gay leprechauns and their incredibly enormous electric toothbrushes. Thankfully, their yellow banana-hammocks were edible and only slightly diseased with STDs like swine flu and severe anal discharge. Such discharge was magical and targetted directly towards those exotic dancers in Toronto Medical School. In Iran, Ahmadinejad died. The end seemed near, but the monster knew that dead presidents get less virgins (of poor quality). So Barack Obama flew to Iran, his birth place, while George Bush pranced in his pink furry shorts summoning the gods Sarah Palin and Jenna Jameson to make babies with each other. Testicles are weak compared Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
future_doc Posted June 17, 2009 Report Share Posted June 17, 2009 It was winter and a dark figure moved through the jungle and pounced upon its sworn enemy the one-eyed monster. But along came a gust of wind that knocked over the big tree, the monster narrowly avoided being crushed, like an incredible flying watermelon. The monster glared at the sexy, dark and mysterious, charming yet deadly blind french schoolboy and was aroused by his dashing looks and large community service commitment, because that's sexy. Following hot sex the monster felt emotional, but satisfied. The schoolboy decided to ask for another round, but he satisfied himself. Feeling adventurous, he approached from the backside and startled the beast's anal-retentive personality with a very disorganized series of noises and movements that threatened to cause trauma to his posterior parietal cortex. The monster roared, "stimulate my cortex", and stimulated he was. Following stimulation, the monster left on the magic flying carpet given to monsters with DUIs. The night of the great escape was the first time the monster missed his mother. The last time he had seen two hookers dancing, his mother had wished she hadn't been the second. Suddenly, the carpet fell apart midflight! Shocked, the monster started to run through downtown Toronto completely naked, except he suddenly remembered what his mother had told him, "When in Rome...don't get lost or expose your taunt sexy bottom to a giant, pink and furry, cold steely ruler." Remembering this, he pulled down his roll-up world map only to realize that the map hit his big, lumpy, misshapen, and yet strangely provocative medical school application. "Sweet heavenly Jesus," sang the monster. Forgetting the deadline, he asked Jesus to grant him acceptance to Hopkins school of dancing. In reply he brought out handcuffs to restrain the large ball of feathers and glowsticks coming out of the penguin's body (a painful experience) and looked at his rapidly growing grade point average. Upon reaching 3.8 kmph while walking he decided to apply to medical drama script writing school, because he couldn't get enough of that sweet aroma of cadavers while jerking off his neighbor's dog. "Here Sparky!", he said while prying the silver bullet from his toolbox. First came the wrench, then the magic mushrooms, and finally he brought out deeman101's belly-button ring. When combined, these cause extreme sexual hallucinations involving various unspeakable acts such as squirting Newfiemike from deeman's vagina. Assisted by volunteer premed exotic dancers, he blocked the secret entrance to Newfiemike's mangina. Consequently, people loudly admired how he plugged Newfiemike's mangina with a med acceptance, causing several papercuts. Few days later, a huge rash, authoritarian dictator named Ifi-al rialla Gud, threatened to touch the hearts of people with questionable sexual identities and various dangly bits on their resume-unfriendly cinnamon buns. "Unfriendly", you ask? Certainly. They were crafted with questionable practices such as violent teabagging and Kobe beef massages. The monster knew the quadratic equation could trigger intense and surprisingly erotic visions involving numerous gay leprechauns and their incredibly enormous electric toothbrushes. Thankfully, their yellow banana-hammocks were edible and only slightly diseased with STDs like swine flu and severe anal discharge. Such discharge was magical and targetted directly towards those exotic dancers in Toronto Medical School. In Iran, Ahmadinejad died. The end seemed near, but the monster knew that dead presidents get less virgins (of poor quality). So Barack Obama flew to Iran, his birth place, while George Bush pranced in his pink furry shorts summoning the gods Sarah Palin and Jenna Jameson to make babies with each other. Testicles are weak compared to my imagination Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Law Posted June 17, 2009 Report Share Posted June 17, 2009 It was winter and a dark figure moved through the jungle and pounced upon its sworn enemy the one-eyed monster. But along came a gust of wind that knocked over the big tree, the monster narrowly avoided being crushed, like an incredible flying watermelon. The monster glared at the sexy, dark and mysterious, charming yet deadly blind french schoolboy and was aroused by his dashing looks and large community service commitment, because that's sexy. Following hot sex the monster felt emotional, but satisfied. The schoolboy decided to ask for another round, but he satisfied himself. Feeling adventurous, he approached from the backside and startled the beast's anal-retentive personality with a very disorganized series of noises and movements that threatened to cause trauma to his posterior parietal cortex. The monster roared, "stimulate my cortex", and stimulated he was. Following stimulation, the monster left on the magic flying carpet given to monsters with DUIs. The night of the great escape was the first time the monster missed his mother. The last time he had seen two hookers dancing, his mother had wished she hadn't been the second. Suddenly, the carpet fell apart midflight! Shocked, the monster started to run through downtown Toronto completely naked, except he suddenly remembered what his mother had told him, "When in Rome...don't get lost or expose your taunt sexy bottom to a giant, pink and furry, cold steely ruler." Remembering this, he pulled down his roll-up world map only to realize that the map hit his big, lumpy, misshapen, and yet strangely provocative medical school application. "Sweet heavenly Jesus," sang the monster. Forgetting the deadline, he asked Jesus to grant him acceptance to Hopkins school of dancing. In reply he brought out handcuffs to restrain the large ball of feathers and glowsticks coming out of the penguin's body (a painful experience) and looked at his rapidly growing grade point average. Upon reaching 3.8 kmph while walking he decided to apply to medical drama script writing school, because he couldn't get enough of that sweet aroma of cadavers while jerking off his neighbor's dog. "Here Sparky!", he said while prying the silver bullet from his toolbox. First came the wrench, then the magic mushrooms, and finally he brought out deeman101's belly-button ring. When combined, these cause extreme sexual hallucinations involving various unspeakable acts such as squirting Newfiemike from deeman's vagina. Assisted by volunteer premed exotic dancers, he blocked the secret entrance to Newfiemike's mangina. Consequently, people loudly admired how he plugged Newfiemike's mangina with a med acceptance, causing several papercuts. Few days later, a huge rash, authoritarian dictator named Ifi-al rialla Gud, threatened to touch the hearts of people with questionable sexual identities and various dangly bits on their resume-unfriendly cinnamon buns. "Unfriendly", you ask? Certainly. They were crafted with questionable practices such as violent teabagging and Kobe beef massages. The monster knew the quadratic equation could trigger intense and surprisingly erotic visions involving numerous gay leprechauns and their incredibly enormous electric toothbrushes. Thankfully, their yellow banana-hammocks were edible and only slightly diseased with STDs like swine flu and severe anal discharge. Such discharge was magical and targetted directly towards those exotic dancers in Toronto Medical School. In Iran, Ahmadinejad died. The end seemed near, but the monster knew that dead presidents get less virgins (of poor quality). So Barack Obama flew to Iran, his birth place, while George Bush pranced in his pink furry shorts summoning the gods Sarah Palin and Jenna Jameson to make babies with each other. Testicles are weak compared to my imagination when those two Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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