but wait, what is this? Oh, I hadn't really woken up from a dream, but rather slipped into one, but now that I'm awake, I shall continue on my earlier mission to save myself from the memory virus that Mrs. T is preparing. I've got an idea...
....To steal Mrs T's husbands van and discharge 2000 rounds towards a load of bad guys, but not kill one of them. If I get close enough I will throw them over my head from a low angle to look really really cool. Subsequently I shall ask for no money but as kind instead I will take....
he grabbed his @#$%&@# and then started to @&*#*&@#$ before realizing that the %$&*@#@$ had fallen off somewhere and before he knew it another @%#*&*%$# started to grow where the other $%#@*&*&@% had been but this time it was much larger than the white @#$%@&*# he'd been living with, so with $%#&*@# in hand he approached .....
As she was lying there, naked in the pile of bannanas, something happened to Jacko. What happened? Well in Whoville they say his heart grew by three sizes that day. Suddenly,..
her gaze upon the 'Yosemite Sam w/Blazing Six-Guns' tattoo he just had put on the end of his &*%$#$@, but little did Jacko know that the tattooist was not who he appeared, he was actually.....
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