06-15-2005, 08:06 PM
Once upon a time I went around pulverizing twats with my magic wand. I would transform ground beef disasters into tunaboat slaughterhouses and vice-versa. The ladies loved it and called me "Shafty". I churned their cunt juice like butter. I especially liked the girls with flabby asses who put up absolutely no resistance as I repeatedly battered their cervixes. Yum. Eventually though, the stench of the bacterial infections that surely followed became too overpowering for me to endure. Also, these bitches were ugly in a grandma yeasty beef cunt way. I almost felt like I was in Red Lobster shucking clams as I entered their putrid, dripping rotted snatches like a turbo piston. My phone rang off the hook constantly during this time. The more callous I was, the more they fawned over me. The less I did, the more their attentions increased. I felt worshiped, but it became very boring as well as rank.
So I've switched to cock. Cock is my true calling. I :wub: Cock. I like to touch it, and I like to suck it. In fact, I LOVE IT. I love the precum, and I love the blast of jiz that is my reward for every successful blow. The smell of wrinkly ballsacks beats the malodorous funk emanating from the beef cunts I used to grind - ANY DAY!
Sometimes I say "I love cock" in the mirror and check my expression.
Yep, it's true: I LOVE COCK. SO FUCKING MUCH.
The only thing I can really say, day after day after fucking day is:
YAY! YAY! YAY! YAY! YAY! YAY!
So I've switched to cock. Cock is my true calling. I :wub: Cock. I like to touch it, and I like to suck it. In fact, I LOVE IT. I love the precum, and I love the blast of jiz that is my reward for every successful blow. The smell of wrinkly ballsacks beats the malodorous funk emanating from the beef cunts I used to grind - ANY DAY!
Sometimes I say "I love cock" in the mirror and check my expression.
Yep, it's true: I LOVE COCK. SO FUCKING MUCH.
The only thing I can really say, day after day after fucking day is:
YAY! YAY! YAY! YAY! YAY! YAY!

