They heard some rumors in this beautiful bitches room... There was a guy they called spiderman man, you know why they call him spiderman? Anyway there was this girl, Satan himself maybe, yeah man, that time so right, so spiderman right. so she spends all night flashing this whore heroin addicted pussy at this sixteen year old brown stallion. He was a tall skinny kid who apparently who when he got there was already pimping a whole through the stratosphere itself. But anyway, that night he became Spiderman, he straight crawled out of his window sand creeped down the sort of German styled tile roof into the hos room and straight man straight fucked her ass in two man. That girl did such evil things to men, man.... this tail goes around his whole house twice man... he's a fucking rat... you're a fucking rat aren't you... I dont like masturbating man, you cant lie to the Van Buren like that man. ... oh this funny guy, I couldnt tell if when I was beating them, I couldnt tell if he was breathing or just doing that post death thing - ho - ho.... Just a bunch of jewles down there man. Bunch of gems... top of the line carat only he purest purest. And we needed a guy on a motorcycle.
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All weathers are wild, you know what this means?
There are innumerable seeds in the earth, innumerably many more than the reckoning of either living or dead trees- the sound of the seeds growing is deafening, and drowns out the sound of all the falling oceans of wood in the forests- but, perhaps, the sound made by the seeds can only be heard with our thoughts. - Parodites, 3rd Pentad
The strong do what they can, the weak accept what they must.