sO, LAST NIGHT, i WAS LYING IN BED, BASKING IN THE GLOW OF sENOR jABBAjOHNl'S ORGASM. aND, SINCE i'D MADE A nEW yEAR'S RESOLUTION TO GET TO BETTER KNOW THE FATHERS i'M FUCKING, i ASKED HIM HOW HIS KIDS WERE DOING.
hE SAID HE DIDN'T HAVE KIDS; HE WAS JUST INTO THE GAY SEX!
cAN YOU BELIEVE THIS? tHAT DIRTY SON OF A BITCH HACKED INTO MY bLACKBERRY TO PROVIDE FALSE INFORMATION JUST SO HE COULD FEEL MY BIG BLACK DICK IN HIS ASS!
i WASN'T GOING TO PUT UP WITH THIS SORT OF SHIT, SO i MADE HIM TOSS MY SALAD. i POURED THE MAPLE SYRUP UP MY HOLE, AND HE HAPPILY OBLIGED. aND THEN HE PROMISED NO MORE GAY ENCOUNTERS WITH ME UNTIL HE HAD KIDS OF HIS OWN, AND HE WAS GOING TO START WORKING ON THAT AS SOON AS HE COULD.
i MEAN, THE KID'S GOOD IN THE SACK, BUT CAN YOU BELIEVE THE NERVE?
Yesterday, Bizarro the Grin was making his usual Monday rounds in my neighborhood, but this time the little fatherfucker was in my house when I got home. The god damn faggot was lying naked on my fucking couch with his tiny-ass dick hanging out of his pants, asking when my dad was going to get home. I told him to get the fuck out before I cut his dick off, but then the god damn asshole got a boner and started talking in caps. He started running after me so I just left, the sight of Bizarro the Grin masturbating far behind me in the distance. I then yelled out and told him I'm never having kids simply because I don't want to see his stupid gay-ass face around here anymore.
He then jacked off on my coffee table and didn't wipe it off. He's gonna get the bill in the mail for a new one soon.
The worst part is when BTG starts blubbering like a little sissy about all the guys on the Water Polo team in high school that would pants him in the gymnasium in front of all the Hot Cheerleaders. Then he balls up in the corner and I have to turn the volume way up on the TV and shout "Dude! Shut the fuck up. I'm trying to watch Scrubs over here."
Godammit, BTG is an annoying fucking little prat of a douche. Grow a pair already.
"Say Jim! WHOOOO! That is a bad outFIT! Whooo!"--Pimp, Superman The Movie "You're an idiot, Starscream." --Megatron,Transformers: The Movie
HA HA. THE OTHER DAY btg WAS SITTING IN COFFEE BEAN READING THE LYRICS TO HIS NEW USED TORI AMOS CD HE BOUGHT AT FYE AND I SAW HIM AND TOLD HIM THE WAFFLE IRON ON DISPLAY IN THE SEARS STORE AT THE MALL JUST HAD A WHOLE LITTER OF LITTLE BABY WAFFLE MAKERS.
SO HE WENT OVER THERE AND STUCK HIS TINY WHITE PECKER IN THE WAFFLE MAKER WITHOUT THINKING. HA HA. SEARED HIS WANG. GONNA BE WRAPPED IN BANDAGES FOR THE NEXT SIX TO EIGHT WEEKS.
DUMBASS.
I CAN RIDE A BIKE WITH NO HANDLEBARS
NO HANDLEBARS HAN SHOT. FIRST! PERIOD. NO HANDLEBARS MORE COWBELL! NO HANDLEBARS GO FUCK YOURSELF™