On my way to the strip club with all the dirty hoes of the world, my husband came running after me with a baseball bat because he is one jealous mother fucker. I began throwing all of my dollar bills at the strippers while they beat the shit out of a midget with glass pincers for hands. A mutated midget then saw my husband as he frantically milked a monkey for everything it had. The monkey kicked my husband in the family jewels. I thought I saw a spider so I screamed in a frightened manner. I reached at a jar full of dollar bills and began stuffing myself with a huge dildo. When I realized that I was actually stuffing myself with a rotten pickle. At this point I felt embarrassed beyond belief so I just took the pickle and ate it all. And that's why I'm here in the doctor's office puking and my genital area is bleeding and spewing pickle juice. And to top it all off my husband got killed, I DIDN'T GET LAID, and I'm pretty sure I have AIDS. So basically I think I'm going to kill myself.

Doctor Darth Vader came in and told me that he was going to use the Force to gank my mother with a tuba and a screwdriver. So I asked him, "Why are you so fucking ugly under your helmet?" and he started up the Force Lightning but instead said "Because I have so many different patients, I have to wear condoms before using the force." He then put a condom onto every single one of the stethoscopes in the office before placing the stethoscopes on firm, luscious boobies. He didn't want the milk to leak so he taped the nipples up. I sat there in shock before shoving a titanicly huge dagger into his frontal lobe. But then I remembered something...I'm dreaming! I'm actually in the quaint Silent Hill.

I decided that I'm going to head off to the strip club and get some pussy in a can. First I have to go see Kagom and the Village People. I really like how Kagom wasn't there. Meant more furry sex and love for myself, King_Amazon! Now I needed to run away as fast as I could with a penis pump hanging off my nipple. It didn't hurt then, but when it tugged on my large, round eyeballs, I orgasmed immediately. Now my pants felt really good, so I decided to take them off. Over and over and over.

Once I had that done I went to the grocery store to buy baked beans for dinner with my friend D3v the white supremacist. Seig, the name of the guy whom I don't remember, wanted to kill him, but I convinced him mantralord deserved much more kindness than that. I then fucked him in the ear. Being the big Black Sabbath fan that I am, I then bit off his bat's head, chewed it up, cooked it, and then fed it to my cat Ralph.

The next day I massacred a bunch of tiny little giants. They screamed like they were alter boys at church. Sovereign then came in and gasped at how beautiful a young little giant of twelve had his underwear around his head. I wondered then what he was doing there in the hall of God. Six feet behind him there was a clone of Kirk Cameron, the ghoulish being from the third Left Behind movie. I trembeled in ecstacy as Klo slapped Jack Chick's mom, a three-headed...

On my way to the strip club with all the dirty hoes of the world, my husband came running after me with a baseball bat because he is one jealous mother fucker. I began throwing all of my dollar bills at the strippers while they beat the shit out of a midget with glass pincers for hands. A mutated midget then saw my husband as he frantically milked a monkey for everything it had. The monkey kicked my husband in the family jewels. I thought I saw a spider so I screamed in a frightened manner. I reached at a jar full of dollar bills and began stuffing myself with a huge dildo. When I realized that I was actually stuffing myself with a rotten pickle. At this point I felt embarrassed beyond belief so I just took the pickle and ate it all. And that's why I'm here in the doctor's office puking and my genital area is bleeding and spewing pickle juice. And to top it all off my husband got killed, I DIDN'T GET LAID, and I'm pretty sure I have AIDS. So basically I think I'm going to kill myself.

Doctor Darth Vader came in and told me that he was going to use the Force to gank my mother with a tuba and a screwdriver. So I asked him, "Why are you so fucking ugly under your helmet?" and he started up the Force Lightning but instead said "Because I have so many different patients, I have to wear condoms before using the force." He then put a condom onto every single one of the stethoscopes in the office before placing the stethoscopes on firm, luscious boobies. He didn't want the milk to leak so he taped the nipples up. I sat there in shock before shoving a titanicly huge dagger into his frontal lobe. But then I remembered something...I'm dreaming! I'm actually in the quaint Silent Hill.

I decided that I'm going to head off to the strip club and get some pussy in a can. First I have to go see Kagom and the Village People. I really like how Kagom wasn't there. Meant more furry sex and love for myself, King_Amazon! Now I needed to run away as fast as I could with a penis pump hanging off my nipple. It didn't hurt then, but when it tugged on my large, round eyeballs, I orgasmed immediately. Now my pants felt really good, so I decided to take them off. Over and over and over.

Once I had that done I went to the grocery store to buy baked beans for dinner with my friend D3v the white supremacist. Seig, the name of the guy whom I don't remember, wanted to kill him, but I convinced him mantralord deserved much more kindness than that. I then fucked him in the ear. Being the big Black Sabbath fan that I am, I then bit off his bat's head, chewed it up, cooked it, and then fed it to my cat Ralph.

The next day I massacred a bunch of tiny little giants. They screamed like they were alter boys at church. Sovereign then came in and gasped at how beautiful a young little giant of twelve had his underwear around his head. I wondered then what he was doing there in the hall of God. Six feet behind him there was a clone of Kirk Cameron, the ghoulish being from the third Left Behind movie. I trembeled in ecstacy as Klo slapped Jack Chick's mom, a three-headed hydra from Hercules: Legendary Journeys.

On my way to the strip club with all the dirty hoes of the world, my husband came running after me with a baseball bat because he is one jealous mother fucker. I began throwing all of my dollar bills at the strippers while they beat the shit out of a midget with glass pincers for hands. A mutated midget then saw my husband as he frantically milked a monkey for everything it had. The monkey kicked my husband in the family jewels. I thought I saw a spider so I screamed in a frightened manner. I reached at a jar full of dollar bills and began stuffing myself with a huge dildo. When I realized that I was actually stuffing myself with a rotten pickle. At this point I felt embarrassed beyond belief so I just took the pickle and ate it all. And that's why I'm here in the doctor's office puking and my genital area is bleeding and spewing pickle juice. And to top it all off my husband got killed, I DIDN'T GET LAID, and I'm pretty sure I have AIDS. So basically I think I'm going to kill myself.

Doctor Darth Vader came in and told me that he was going to use the Force to gank my mother with a tuba and a screwdriver. So I asked him, "Why are you so fucking ugly under your helmet?" and he started up the Force Lightning but instead said "Because I have so many different patients, I have to wear condoms before using the force." He then put a condom onto every single one of the stethoscopes in the office before placing the stethoscopes on firm, luscious boobies. He didn't want the milk to leak so he taped the nipples up. I sat there in shock before shoving a titanicly huge dagger into his frontal lobe. But then I remembered something...I'm dreaming! I'm actually in the quaint Silent Hill.

I decided that I'm going to head off to the strip club and get some pussy in a can. First I have to go see Kagom and the Village People. I really like how Kagom wasn't there. Meant more furry sex and love for myself, King_Amazon! Now I needed to run away as fast as I could with a penis pump hanging off my nipple. It didn't hurt then, but when it tugged on my large, round eyeballs, I orgasmed immediately. Now my pants felt really good, so I decided to take them off. Over and over and over.

Once I had that done I went to the grocery store to buy baked beans for dinner with my friend D3v the white supremacist. Seig, the name of the guy whom I don't remember, wanted to kill him, but I convinced him mantralord deserved much more kindness than that. I then fucked him in the ear. Being the big Black Sabbath fan that I am, I then bit off his bat's head, chewed it up, cooked it, and then fed it to my cat Ralph.

The next day I massacred a bunch of tiny little giants. They screamed like they were alter boys at church. Sovereign then came in and gasped at how beautiful a young little giant of twelve had his underwear around his head. I wondered then what he was doing there in the hall of God. Six feet behind him there was a clone of Kirk Cameron, the ghoulish being from the third Left Behind movie. I trembeled in ecstacy as Klo slapped Jack Chick's mom, a three-headed hydra from Hercules: Legendary Journeys. As Kirk prayed for defeat...

On my way to the strip club with all the dirty hoes of the world, my husband came running after me with a baseball bat because he is one jealous mother fucker. I began throwing all of my dollar bills at the strippers while they beat the shit out of a midget with glass pincers for hands. A mutated midget then saw my husband as he frantically milked a monkey for everything it had. The monkey kicked my husband in the family jewels. I thought I saw a spider so I screamed in a frightened manner. I reached at a jar full of dollar bills and began stuffing myself with a huge dildo. When I realized that I was actually stuffing myself with a rotten pickle. At this point I felt embarrassed beyond belief so I just took the pickle and ate it all. And that's why I'm here in the doctor's office puking and my genital area is bleeding and spewing pickle juice. And to top it all off my husband got killed, I DIDN'T GET LAID, and I'm pretty sure I have AIDS. So basically I think I'm going to kill myself.

Doctor Darth Vader came in and told me that he was going to use the Force to gank my mother with a tuba and a screwdriver. So I asked him, "Why are you so fucking ugly under your helmet?" and he started up the Force Lightning but instead said "Because I have so many different patients, I have to wear condoms before using the force." He then put a condom onto every single one of the stethoscopes in the office before placing the stethoscopes on firm, luscious boobies. He didn't want the milk to leak so he taped the nipples up. I sat there in shock before shoving a titanicly huge dagger into his frontal lobe. But then I remembered something...I'm dreaming! I'm actually in the quaint Silent Hill.

I decided that I'm going to head off to the strip club and get some pussy in a can. First I have to go see Kagom and the Village People. I really like how Kagom wasn't there. Meant more furry sex and love for myself, King_Amazon! Now I needed to run away as fast as I could with a penis pump hanging off my nipple. It didn't hurt then, but when it tugged on my large, round eyeballs, I orgasmed immediately. Now my pants felt really good, so I decided to take them off. Over and over and over.

Once I had that done I went to the grocery store to buy baked beans for dinner with my friend D3v the white supremacist. Seig, the name of the guy whom I don't remember, wanted to kill him, but I convinced him mantralord deserved much more kindness than that. I then fucked him in the ear. Being the big Black Sabbath fan that I am, I then bit off his bat's head, chewed it up, cooked it, and then fed it to my cat Ralph.

The next day I massacred a bunch of tiny little giants. They screamed like they were alter boys at church. Sovereign then came in and gasped at how beautiful a young little giant of twelve had his underwear around his head. I wondered then what he was doing there in the hall of God. Six feet behind him there was a clone of Kirk Cameron, the ghoulish being from the third Left Behind movie. I trembeled in ecstacy as Klo slapped Jack Chick's mom, a three-headed hydra from Hercules: Legendary Journeys. As Kirk prayed for defeat his shoe laces came untied...

On my way to the strip club with all the dirty hoes of the world, my husband came running after me with a baseball bat because he is one jealous mother fucker. I began throwing all of my dollar bills at the strippers while they beat the shit out of a midget with glass pincers for hands. A mutated midget then saw my husband as he frantically milked a monkey for everything it had. The monkey kicked my husband in the family jewels. I thought I saw a spider so I screamed in a frightened manner. I reached at a jar full of dollar bills and began stuffing myself with a huge dildo. When I realized that I was actually stuffing myself with a rotten pickle. At this point I felt embarrassed beyond belief so I just took the pickle and ate it all. And that's why I'm here in the doctor's office puking and my genital area is bleeding and spewing pickle juice. And to top it all off my husband got killed, I DIDN'T GET LAID, and I'm pretty sure I have AIDS. So basically I think I'm going to kill myself.

Doctor Darth Vader came in and told me that he was going to use the Force to gank my mother with a tuba and a screwdriver. So I asked him, "Why are you so fucking ugly under your helmet?" and he started up the Force Lightning but instead said "Because I have so many different patients, I have to wear condoms before using the force." He then put a condom onto every single one of the stethoscopes in the office before placing the stethoscopes on firm, luscious boobies. He didn't want the milk to leak so he taped the nipples up. I sat there in shock before shoving a titanicly huge dagger into his frontal lobe. But then I remembered something...I'm dreaming! I'm actually in the quaint Silent Hill.

I decided that I'm going to head off to the strip club and get some pussy in a can. First I have to go see Kagom and the Village People. I really like how Kagom wasn't there. Meant more furry sex and love for myself, King_Amazon! Now I needed to run away as fast as I could with a penis pump hanging off my nipple. It didn't hurt then, but when it tugged on my large, round eyeballs, I orgasmed immediately. Now my pants felt really good, so I decided to take them off. Over and over and over.

Once I had that done I went to the grocery store to buy baked beans for dinner with my friend D3v the white supremacist. Seig, the name of the guy whom I don't remember, wanted to kill him, but I convinced him mantralord deserved much more kindness than that. I then fucked him in the ear. Being the big Black Sabbath fan that I am, I then bit off his bat's head, chewed it up, cooked it, and then fed it to my cat Ralph.

The next day I massacred a bunch of tiny little giants. They screamed like they were alter boys at church. Sovereign then came in and gasped at how beautiful a young little giant of twelve had his underwear around his head. I wondered then what he was doing there in the hall of God. Six feet behind him there was a clone of Kirk Cameron, the ghoulish being from the third Left Behind movie. I trembeled in ecstacy as Klo slapped Jack Chick's mom, a three-headed hydra from Hercules: Legendary Journeys. As Kirk prayed for defeat his shoe laces came untied and began to move on...

On my way to the strip club with all the dirty hoes of the world, my husband came running after me with a baseball bat because he is one jealous mother fucker. I began throwing all of my dollar bills at the strippers while they beat the shit out of a midget with glass pincers for hands. A mutated midget then saw my husband as he frantically milked a monkey for everything it had. The monkey kicked my husband in the family jewels. I thought I saw a spider so I screamed in a frightened manner. I reached at a jar full of dollar bills and began stuffing myself with a huge dildo. When I realized that I was actually stuffing myself with a rotten pickle. At this point I felt embarrassed beyond belief so I just took the pickle and ate it all. And that's why I'm here in the doctor's office puking and my genital area is bleeding and spewing pickle juice. And to top it all off my husband got killed, I DIDN'T GET LAID, and I'm pretty sure I have AIDS. So basically I think I'm going to kill myself.

Doctor Darth Vader came in and told me that he was going to use the Force to gank my mother with a tuba and a screwdriver. So I asked him, "Why are you so fucking ugly under your helmet?" and he started up the Force Lightning but instead said "Because I have so many different patients, I have to wear condoms before using the force." He then put a condom onto every single one of the stethoscopes in the office before placing the stethoscopes on firm, luscious boobies. He didn't want the milk to leak so he taped the nipples up. I sat there in shock before shoving a titanicly huge dagger into his frontal lobe. But then I remembered something...I'm dreaming! I'm actually in the quaint Silent Hill.

I decided that I'm going to head off to the strip club and get some pussy in a can. First I have to go see Kagom and the Village People. I really like how Kagom wasn't there. Meant more furry sex and love for myself, King_Amazon! Now I needed to run away as fast as I could with a penis pump hanging off my nipple. It didn't hurt then, but when it tugged on my large, round eyeballs, I orgasmed immediately. Now my pants felt really good, so I decided to take them off. Over and over and over.

Once I had that done I went to the grocery store to buy baked beans for dinner with my friend D3v the white supremacist. Seig, the name of the guy whom I don't remember, wanted to kill him, but I convinced him mantralord deserved much more kindness than that. I then fucked him in the ear. Being the big Black Sabbath fan that I am, I then bit off his bat's head, chewed it up, cooked it, and then fed it to my cat Ralph.

The next day I massacred a bunch of tiny little giants. They screamed like they were alter boys at church. Sovereign then came in and gasped at how beautiful a young little giant of twelve had his underwear around his head. I wondered then what he was doing there in the hall of God. Six feet behind him there was a clone of Kirk Cameron, the ghoulish being from the third Left Behind movie. I trembeled in ecstacy as Klo slapped Jack Chick's mom, a three-headed hydra from Hercules: Legendary Journeys. As Kirk prayed for defeat his shoe laces came untied and began to move on. I thought "Damn Growing Pains...

On my way to the strip club with all the dirty hoes of the world, my husband came running after me with a baseball bat because he is one jealous mother fucker. I began throwing all of my dollar bills at the strippers while they beat the shit out of a midget with glass pincers for hands. A mutated midget then saw my husband as he frantically milked a monkey for everything it had. The monkey kicked my husband in the family jewels. I thought I saw a spider so I screamed in a frightened manner. I reached at a jar full of dollar bills and began stuffing myself with a huge dildo. When I realized that I was actually stuffing myself with a rotten pickle. At this point I felt embarrassed beyond belief so I just took the pickle and ate it all. And that's why I'm here in the doctor's office puking and my genital area is bleeding and spewing pickle juice. And to top it all off my husband got killed, I DIDN'T GET LAID, and I'm pretty sure I have AIDS. So basically I think I'm going to kill myself.

Doctor Darth Vader came in and told me that he was going to use the Force to gank my mother with a tuba and a screwdriver. So I asked him, "Why are you so fucking ugly under your helmet?" and he started up the Force Lightning but instead said "Because I have so many different patients, I have to wear condoms before using the force." He then put a condom onto every single one of the stethoscopes in the office before placing the stethoscopes on firm, luscious boobies. He didn't want the milk to leak so he taped the nipples up. I sat there in shock before shoving a titanicly huge dagger into his frontal lobe. But then I remembered something...I'm dreaming! I'm actually in the quaint Silent Hill.

I decided that I'm going to head off to the strip club and get some pussy in a can. First I have to go see Kagom and the Village People. I really like how Kagom wasn't there. Meant more furry sex and love for myself, King_Amazon! Now I needed to run away as fast as I could with a penis pump hanging off my nipple. It didn't hurt then, but when it tugged on my large, round eyeballs, I orgasmed immediately. Now my pants felt really good, so I decided to take them off. Over and over and over.

Once I had that done I went to the grocery store to buy baked beans for dinner with my friend D3v the white supremacist. Seig, the name of the guy whom I don't remember, wanted to kill him, but I convinced him mantralord deserved much more kindness than that. I then fucked him in the ear. Being the big Black Sabbath fan that I am, I then bit off his bat's head, chewed it up, cooked it, and then fed it to my cat Ralph.

The next day I massacred a bunch of tiny little giants. They screamed like they were alter boys at church. Sovereign then came in and gasped at how beautiful a young little giant of twelve had his underwear around his head. I wondered then what he was doing there in the hall of God. Six feet behind him there was a clone of Kirk Cameron, the ghoulish being from the third Left Behind movie. I trembeled in ecstacy as Klo slapped Jack Chick's mom, a three-headed hydra from Hercules: Legendary Journeys. As Kirk prayed for defeat his shoe laces came untied and began to move on. I thought "Damn Growing Pains, why are you so addictive?"

On my way to the strip club with all the dirty hoes of the world, my husband came running after me with a baseball bat because he is one jealous mother fucker. I began throwing all of my dollar bills at the strippers while they beat the shit out of a midget with glass pincers for hands. A mutated midget then saw my husband as he frantically milked a monkey for everything it had. The monkey kicked my husband in the family jewels. I thought I saw a spider so I screamed in a frightened manner. I reached at a jar full of dollar bills and began stuffing myself with a huge dildo. When I realized that I was actually stuffing myself with a rotten pickle. At this point I felt embarrassed beyond belief so I just took the pickle and ate it all. And that's why I'm here in the doctor's office puking and my genital area is bleeding and spewing pickle juice. And to top it all off my husband got killed, I DIDN'T GET LAID, and I'm pretty sure I have AIDS. So basically I think I'm going to kill myself.

Doctor Darth Vader came in and told me that he was going to use the Force to gank my mother with a tuba and a screwdriver. So I asked him, "Why are you so fucking ugly under your helmet?" and he started up the Force Lightning but instead said "Because I have so many different patients, I have to wear condoms before using the force." He then put a condom onto every single one of the stethoscopes in the office before placing the stethoscopes on firm, luscious boobies. He didn't want the milk to leak so he taped the nipples up. I sat there in shock before shoving a titanicly huge dagger into his frontal lobe. But then I remembered something...I'm dreaming! I'm actually in the quaint Silent Hill.

I decided that I'm going to head off to the strip club and get some pussy in a can. First I have to go see Kagom and the Village People. I really like how Kagom wasn't there. Meant more furry sex and love for myself, King_Amazon! Now I needed to run away as fast as I could with a penis pump hanging off my nipple. It didn't hurt then, but when it tugged on my large, round eyeballs, I orgasmed immediately. Now my pants felt really good, so I decided to take them off. Over and over and over.

Once I had that done I went to the grocery store to buy baked beans for dinner with my friend D3v the white supremacist. Seig, the name of the guy whom I don't remember, wanted to kill him, but I convinced him mantralord deserved much more kindness than that. I then fucked him in the ear. Being the big Black Sabbath fan that I am, I then bit off his bat's head, chewed it up, cooked it, and then fed it to my cat Ralph.

The next day I massacred a bunch of tiny little giants. They screamed like they were alter boys at church. Sovereign then came in and gasped at how beautiful a young little giant of twelve had his underwear around his head. I wondered then what he was doing there in the hall of God. Six feet behind him there was a clone of Kirk Cameron, the ghoulish being from the third Left Behind movie. I trembeled in ecstacy as Klo slapped Jack Chick's mom, a three-headed hydra from Hercules: Legendary Journeys. As Kirk prayed for defeat his shoe laces came untied and began to move on. I thought "Damn Growing Pains, why are you so addictive?" By then Kirk was nude...

On my way to the strip club with all the dirty hoes of the world, my husband came running after me with a baseball bat because he is one jealous mother fucker. I began throwing all of my dollar bills at the strippers while they beat the shit out of a midget with glass pincers for hands. A mutated midget then saw my husband as he frantically milked a monkey for everything it had. The monkey kicked my husband in the family jewels. I thought I saw a spider so I screamed in a frightened manner. I reached at a jar full of dollar bills and began stuffing myself with a huge dildo. When I realized that I was actually stuffing myself with a rotten pickle. At this point I felt embarrassed beyond belief so I just took the pickle and ate it all. And that's why I'm here in the doctor's office puking and my genital area is bleeding and spewing pickle juice. And to top it all off my husband got killed, I DIDN'T GET LAID, and I'm pretty sure I have AIDS. So basically I think I'm going to kill myself.

Doctor Darth Vader came in and told me that he was going to use the Force to gank my mother with a tuba and a screwdriver. So I asked him, "Why are you so fucking ugly under your helmet?" and he started up the Force Lightning but instead said "Because I have so many different patients, I have to wear condoms before using the force." He then put a condom onto every single one of the stethoscopes in the office before placing the stethoscopes on firm, luscious boobies. He didn't want the milk to leak so he taped the nipples up. I sat there in shock before shoving a titanicly huge dagger into his frontal lobe. But then I remembered something...I'm dreaming! I'm actually in the quaint Silent Hill.

I decided that I'm going to head off to the strip club and get some pussy in a can. First I have to go see Kagom and the Village People. I really like how Kagom wasn't there. Meant more furry sex and love for myself, King_Amazon! Now I needed to run away as fast as I could with a penis pump hanging off my nipple. It didn't hurt then, but when it tugged on my large, round eyeballs, I orgasmed immediately. Now my pants felt really good, so I decided to take them off. Over and over and over.

Once I had that done I went to the grocery store to buy baked beans for dinner with my friend D3v the white supremacist. Seig, the name of the guy whom I don't remember, wanted to kill him, but I convinced him mantralord deserved much more kindness than that. I then fucked him in the ear. Being the big Black Sabbath fan that I am, I then bit off his bat's head, chewed it up, cooked it, and then fed it to my cat Ralph.

The next day I massacred a bunch of tiny little giants. They screamed like they were alter boys at church. Sovereign then came in and gasped at how beautiful a young little giant of twelve had his underwear around his head. I wondered then what he was doing there in the hall of God. Six feet behind him there was a clone of Kirk Cameron, the ghoulish being from the third Left Behind movie. I trembeled in ecstacy as Klo slapped Jack Chick's mom, a three-headed hydra from Hercules: Legendary Journeys. As Kirk prayed for defeat his shoe laces came untied and began to move on. I thought "Damn Growing Pains, why are you so addictive?" By then Kirk was nude so I figured we would...

On my way to the strip club with all the dirty hoes of the world, my husband came running after me with a baseball bat because he is one jealous mother fucker. I began throwing all of my dollar bills at the strippers while they beat the shit out of a midget with glass pincers for hands. A mutated midget then saw my husband as he frantically milked a monkey for everything it had. The monkey kicked my husband in the family jewels. I thought I saw a spider so I screamed in a frightened manner. I reached at a jar full of dollar bills and began stuffing myself with a huge dildo. When I realized that I was actually stuffing myself with a rotten pickle. At this point I felt embarrassed beyond belief so I just took the pickle and ate it all. And that's why I'm here in the doctor's office puking and my genital area is bleeding and spewing pickle juice. And to top it all off my husband got killed, I DIDN'T GET LAID, and I'm pretty sure I have AIDS. So basically I think I'm going to kill myself.

Doctor Darth Vader came in and told me that he was going to use the Force to gank my mother with a tuba and a screwdriver. So I asked him, "Why are you so fucking ugly under your helmet?" and he started up the Force Lightning but instead said "Because I have so many different patients, I have to wear condoms before using the force." He then put a condom onto every single one of the stethoscopes in the office before placing the stethoscopes on firm, luscious boobies. He didn't want the milk to leak so he taped the nipples up. I sat there in shock before shoving a titanicly huge dagger into his frontal lobe. But then I remembered something...I'm dreaming! I'm actually in the quaint Silent Hill.

I decided that I'm going to head off to the strip club and get some pussy in a can. First I have to go see Kagom and the Village People. I really like how Kagom wasn't there. Meant more furry sex and love for myself, King_Amazon! Now I needed to run away as fast as I could with a penis pump hanging off my nipple. It didn't hurt then, but when it tugged on my large, round eyeballs, I orgasmed immediately. Now my pants felt really good, so I decided to take them off. Over and over and over.

Once I had that done I went to the grocery store to buy baked beans for dinner with my friend D3v the white supremacist. Seig, the name of the guy whom I don't remember, wanted to kill him, but I convinced him mantralord deserved much more kindness than that. I then fucked him in the ear. Being the big Black Sabbath fan that I am, I then bit off his bat's head, chewed it up, cooked it, and then fed it to my cat Ralph.

The next day I massacred a bunch of tiny little giants. They screamed like they were alter boys at church. Sovereign then came in and gasped at how beautiful a young little giant of twelve had his underwear around his head. I wondered then what he was doing there in the hall of God. Six feet behind him there was a clone of Kirk Cameron, the ghoulish being from the third Left Behind movie. I trembeled in ecstacy as Klo slapped Jack Chick's mom, a three-headed hydra from Hercules: Legendary Journeys. As Kirk prayed for defeat his shoe laces came untied and began to move on. I thought "Damn Growing Pains, why are you so addictive?" By then Kirk was nude so I figured we would play meat joust. He freaked...

On my way to the strip club with all the dirty hoes of the world, my husband came running after me with a baseball bat because he is one jealous mother fucker. I began throwing all of my dollar bills at the strippers while they beat the shit out of a midget with glass pincers for hands. A mutated midget then saw my husband as he frantically milked a monkey for everything it had. The monkey kicked my husband in the family jewels. I thought I saw a spider so I screamed in a frightened manner. I reached at a jar full of dollar bills and began stuffing myself with a huge dildo. When I realized that I was actually stuffing myself with a rotten pickle. At this point I felt embarrassed beyond belief so I just took the pickle and ate it all. And that's why I'm here in the doctor's office puking and my genital area is bleeding and spewing pickle juice. And to top it all off my husband got killed, I DIDN'T GET LAID, and I'm pretty sure I have AIDS. So basically I think I'm going to kill myself.

Doctor Darth Vader came in and told me that he was going to use the Force to gank my mother with a tuba and a screwdriver. So I asked him, "Why are you so fucking ugly under your helmet?" and he started up the Force Lightning but instead said "Because I have so many different patients, I have to wear condoms before using the force." He then put a condom onto every single one of the stethoscopes in the office before placing the stethoscopes on firm, luscious boobies. He didn't want the milk to leak so he taped the nipples up. I sat there in shock before shoving a titanicly huge dagger into his frontal lobe. But then I remembered something...I'm dreaming! I'm actually in the quaint Silent Hill.

I decided that I'm going to head off to the strip club and get some pussy in a can. First I have to go see Kagom and the Village People. I really like how Kagom wasn't there. Meant more furry sex and love for myself, King_Amazon! Now I needed to run away as fast as I could with a penis pump hanging off my nipple. It didn't hurt then, but when it tugged on my large, round eyeballs, I orgasmed immediately. Now my pants felt really good, so I decided to take them off. Over and over and over.

Once I had that done I went to the grocery store to buy baked beans for dinner with my friend D3v the white supremacist. Seig, the name of the guy whom I don't remember, wanted to kill him, but I convinced him mantralord deserved much more kindness than that. I then fucked him in the ear. Being the big Black Sabbath fan that I am, I then bit off his bat's head, chewed it up, cooked it, and then fed it to my cat Ralph.

The next day I massacred a bunch of tiny little giants. They screamed like they were alter boys at church. Sovereign then came in and gasped at how beautiful a young little giant of twelve had his underwear around his head. I wondered then what he was doing there in the hall of God. Six feet behind him there was a clone of Kirk Cameron, the ghoulish being from the third Left Behind movie. I trembeled in ecstacy as Klo slapped Jack Chick's mom, a three-headed hydra from Hercules: Legendary Journeys. As Kirk prayed for defeat his shoe laces came untied and began to move on. I thought "Damn Growing Pains, why are you so addictive?" By then Kirk was nude so I figured we would play meat joust. He freaked out suddenly, pointing behind me...

On my way to the strip club with all the dirty hoes of the world, my husband came running after me with a baseball bat because he is one jealous mother fucker. I began throwing all of my dollar bills at the strippers while they beat the shit out of a midget with glass pincers for hands. A mutated midget then saw my husband as he frantically milked a monkey for everything it had. The monkey kicked my husband in the family jewels. I thought I saw a spider so I screamed in a frightened manner. I reached at a jar full of dollar bills and began stuffing myself with a huge dildo. When I realized that I was actually stuffing myself with a rotten pickle. At this point I felt embarrassed beyond belief so I just took the pickle and ate it all. And that's why I'm here in the doctor's office puking and my genital area is bleeding and spewing pickle juice. And to top it all off my husband got killed, I DIDN'T GET LAID, and I'm pretty sure I have AIDS. So basically I think I'm going to kill myself.

Doctor Darth Vader came in and told me that he was going to use the Force to gank my mother with a tuba and a screwdriver. So I asked him, "Why are you so fucking ugly under your helmet?" and he started up the Force Lightning but instead said "Because I have so many different patients, I have to wear condoms before using the force." He then put a condom onto every single one of the stethoscopes in the office before placing the stethoscopes on firm, luscious boobies. He didn't want the milk to leak so he taped the nipples up. I sat there in shock before shoving a titanicly huge dagger into his frontal lobe. But then I remembered something...I'm dreaming! I'm actually in the quaint Silent Hill.

I decided that I'm going to head off to the strip club and get some pussy in a can. First I have to go see Kagom and the Village People. I really like how Kagom wasn't there. Meant more furry sex and love for myself, King_Amazon! Now I needed to run away as fast as I could with a penis pump hanging off my nipple. It didn't hurt then, but when it tugged on my large, round eyeballs, I orgasmed immediately. Now my pants felt really good, so I decided to take them off. Over and over and over.

Once I had that done I went to the grocery store to buy baked beans for dinner with my friend D3v the white supremacist. Seig, the name of the guy whom I don't remember, wanted to kill him, but I convinced him mantralord deserved much more kindness than that. I then fucked him in the ear. Being the big Black Sabbath fan that I am, I then bit off his bat's head, chewed it up, cooked it, and then fed it to my cat Ralph.

The next day I massacred a bunch of tiny little giants. They screamed like they were alter boys at church. Sovereign then came in and gasped at how beautiful a young little giant of twelve had his underwear around his head. I wondered then what he was doing there in the hall of God. Six feet behind him there was a clone of Kirk Cameron, the ghoulish being from the third Left Behind movie. I trembeled in ecstacy as Klo slapped Jack Chick's mom, a three-headed hydra from Hercules: Legendary Journeys. As Kirk prayed for defeat his shoe laces came untied and began to move on. I thought "Damn Growing Pains, why are you so addictive?" By then Kirk was nude so I figured we would play meat joust. He freaked out suddenly, pointing behind me, a very nude Satan and...

On my way to the strip club with all the dirty hoes of the world, my husband came running after me with a baseball bat because he is one jealous mother fucker. I began throwing all of my dollar bills at the strippers while they beat the shit out of a midget with glass pincers for hands. A mutated midget then saw my husband as he frantically milked a monkey for everything it had. The monkey kicked my husband in the family jewels. I thought I saw a spider so I screamed in a frightened manner. I reached at a jar full of dollar bills and began stuffing myself with a huge dildo. When I realized that I was actually stuffing myself with a rotten pickle. At this point I felt embarrassed beyond belief so I just took the pickle and ate it all. And that's why I'm here in the doctor's office puking and my genital area is bleeding and spewing pickle juice. And to top it all off my husband got killed, I DIDN'T GET LAID, and I'm pretty sure I have AIDS. So basically I think I'm going to kill myself.

Doctor Darth Vader came in and told me that he was going to use the Force to gank my mother with a tuba and a screwdriver. So I asked him, "Why are you so fucking ugly under your helmet?" and he started up the Force Lightning but instead said "Because I have so many different patients, I have to wear condoms before using the force." He then put a condom onto every single one of the stethoscopes in the office before placing the stethoscopes on firm, luscious boobies. He didn't want the milk to leak so he taped the nipples up. I sat there in shock before shoving a titanicly huge dagger into his frontal lobe. But then I remembered something...I'm dreaming! I'm actually in the quaint Silent Hill.

I decided that I'm going to head off to the strip club and get some pussy in a can. First I have to go see Kagom and the Village People. I really like how Kagom wasn't there. Meant more furry sex and love for myself, King_Amazon! Now I needed to run away as fast as I could with a penis pump hanging off my nipple. It didn't hurt then, but when it tugged on my large, round eyeballs, I orgasmed immediately. Now my pants felt really good, so I decided to take them off. Over and over and over.

Once I had that done I went to the grocery store to buy baked beans for dinner with my friend D3v the white supremacist. Seig, the name of the guy whom I don't remember, wanted to kill him, but I convinced him mantralord deserved much more kindness than that. I then fucked him in the ear. Being the big Black Sabbath fan that I am, I then bit off his bat's head, chewed it up, cooked it, and then fed it to my cat Ralph.

The next day I massacred a bunch of tiny little giants. They screamed like they were alter boys at church. Sovereign then came in and gasped at how beautiful a young little giant of twelve had his underwear around his head. I wondered then what he was doing there in the hall of God. Six feet behind him there was a clone of Kirk Cameron, the ghoulish being from the third Left Behind movie. I trembeled in ecstacy as Klo slapped Jack Chick's mom, a three-headed hydra from Hercules: Legendary Journeys. As Kirk prayed for defeat his shoe laces came untied and began to move on. I thought "Damn Growing Pains, why are you so addictive?" By then Kirk was nude so I figured we would play meat joust. He freaked out suddenly, pointing behind me, a very nude Satan and his quite annoying wife named...

On my way to the strip club with all the dirty hoes of the world, my husband came running after me with a baseball bat because he is one jealous mother fucker. I began throwing all of my dollar bills at the strippers while they beat the shit out of a midget with glass pincers for hands. A mutated midget then saw my husband as he frantically milked a monkey for everything it had. The monkey kicked my husband in the family jewels. I thought I saw a spider so I screamed in a frightened manner. I reached at a jar full of dollar bills and began stuffing myself with a huge dildo. When I realized that I was actually stuffing myself with a rotten pickle. At this point I felt embarrassed beyond belief so I just took the pickle and ate it all. And that's why I'm here in the doctor's office puking and my genital area is bleeding and spewing pickle juice. And to top it all off my husband got killed, I DIDN'T GET LAID, and I'm pretty sure I have AIDS. So basically I think I'm going to kill myself.

Doctor Darth Vader came in and told me that he was going to use the Force to gank my mother with a tuba and a screwdriver. So I asked him, "Why are you so fucking ugly under your helmet?" and he started up the Force Lightning but instead said "Because I have so many different patients, I have to wear condoms before using the force." He then put a condom onto every single one of the stethoscopes in the office before placing the stethoscopes on firm, luscious boobies. He didn't want the milk to leak so he taped the nipples up. I sat there in shock before shoving a titanicly huge dagger into his frontal lobe. But then I remembered something...I'm dreaming! I'm actually in the quaint Silent Hill.

I decided that I'm going to head off to the strip club and get some pussy in a can. First I have to go see Kagom and the Village People. I really like how Kagom wasn't there. Meant more furry sex and love for myself, King_Amazon! Now I needed to run away as fast as I could with a penis pump hanging off my nipple. It didn't hurt then, but when it tugged on my large, round eyeballs, I orgasmed immediately. Now my pants felt really good, so I decided to take them off. Over and over and over.

Once I had that done I went to the grocery store to buy baked beans for dinner with my friend D3v the white supremacist. Seig, the name of the guy whom I don't remember, wanted to kill him, but I convinced him mantralord deserved much more kindness than that. I then fucked him in the ear. Being the big Black Sabbath fan that I am, I then bit off his bat's head, chewed it up, cooked it, and then fed it to my cat Ralph.

The next day I massacred a bunch of tiny little giants. They screamed like they were alter boys at church. Sovereign then came in and gasped at how beautiful a young little giant of twelve had his underwear around his head. I wondered then what he was doing there in the hall of God. Six feet behind him there was a clone of Kirk Cameron, the ghoulish being from the third Left Behind movie. I trembeled in ecstacy as Klo slapped Jack Chick's mom, a three-headed hydra from Hercules: Legendary Journeys. As Kirk prayed for defeat his shoe laces came untied and began to move on. I thought "Damn Growing Pains, why are you so addictive?" By then Kirk was nude so I figured we would play meat joust. He freaked out suddenly, pointing behind me, a very nude Satan and his quite annoying wife named Oprah. She had stretch pants...

On my way to the strip club with all the dirty hoes of the world, my husband came running after me with a baseball bat because he is one jealous mother fucker. I began throwing all of my dollar bills at the strippers while they beat the shit out of a midget with glass pincers for hands. A mutated midget then saw my husband as he frantically milked a monkey for everything it had. The monkey kicked my husband in the family jewels. I thought I saw a spider so I screamed in a frightened manner. I reached at a jar full of dollar bills and began stuffing myself with a huge dildo. When I realized that I was actually stuffing myself with a rotten pickle. At this point I felt embarrassed beyond belief so I just took the pickle and ate it all. And that's why I'm here in the doctor's office puking and my genital area is bleeding and spewing pickle juice. And to top it all off my husband got killed, I DIDN'T GET LAID, and I'm pretty sure I have AIDS. So basically I think I'm going to kill myself.

Doctor Darth Vader came in and told me that he was going to use the Force to gank my mother with a tuba and a screwdriver. So I asked him, "Why are you so fucking ugly under your helmet?" and he started up the Force Lightning but instead said "Because I have so many different patients, I have to wear condoms before using the force." He then put a condom onto every single one of the stethoscopes in the office before placing the stethoscopes on firm, luscious boobies. He didn't want the milk to leak so he taped the nipples up. I sat there in shock before shoving a titanicly huge dagger into his frontal lobe. But then I remembered something...I'm dreaming! I'm actually in the quaint Silent Hill.

I decided that I'm going to head off to the strip club and get some pussy in a can. First I have to go see Kagom and the Village People. I really like how Kagom wasn't there. Meant more furry sex and love for myself, King_Amazon! Now I needed to run away as fast as I could with a penis pump hanging off my nipple. It didn't hurt then, but when it tugged on my large, round eyeballs, I orgasmed immediately. Now my pants felt really good, so I decided to take them off. Over and over and over.

Once I had that done I went to the grocery store to buy baked beans for dinner with my friend D3v the white supremacist. Seig, the name of the guy whom I don't remember, wanted to kill him, but I convinced him mantralord deserved much more kindness than that. I then fucked him in the ear. Being the big Black Sabbath fan that I am, I then bit off his bat's head, chewed it up, cooked it, and then fed it to my cat Ralph.

The next day I massacred a bunch of tiny little giants. They screamed like they were alter boys at church. Sovereign then came in and gasped at how beautiful a young little giant of twelve had his underwear around his head. I wondered then what he was doing there in the hall of God. Six feet behind him there was a clone of Kirk Cameron, the ghoulish being from the third Left Behind movie. I trembeled in ecstacy as Klo slapped Jack Chick's mom, a three-headed hydra from Hercules: Legendary Journeys. As Kirk prayed for defeat his shoe laces came untied and began to move on. I thought "Damn Growing Pains, why are you so addictive?" By then Kirk was nude so I figured we would play meat joust. He freaked out suddenly, pointing behind me, a very nude Satan and his quite annoying wife named Oprah. She had stretch pants with tiger prints and a...

On my way to the strip club with all the dirty hoes of the world, my husband came running after me with a baseball bat because he is one jealous mother fucker. I began throwing all of my dollar bills at the strippers while they beat the shit out of a midget with glass pincers for hands. A mutated midget then saw my husband as he frantically milked a monkey for everything it had. The monkey kicked my husband in the family jewels. I thought I saw a spider so I screamed in a frightened manner. I reached at a jar full of dollar bills and began stuffing myself with a huge dildo. When I realized that I was actually stuffing myself with a rotten pickle. At this point I felt embarrassed beyond belief so I just took the pickle and ate it all. And that's why I'm here in the doctor's office puking and my genital area is bleeding and spewing pickle juice. And to top it all off my husband got killed, I DIDN'T GET LAID, and I'm pretty sure I have AIDS. So basically I think I'm going to kill myself.

Doctor Darth Vader came in and told me that he was going to use the Force to gank my mother with a tuba and a screwdriver. So I asked him, "Why are you so fucking ugly under your helmet?" and he started up the Force Lightning but instead said "Because I have so many different patients, I have to wear condoms before using the force." He then put a condom onto every single one of the stethoscopes in the office before placing the stethoscopes on firm, luscious boobies. He didn't want the milk to leak so he taped the nipples up. I sat there in shock before shoving a titanicly huge dagger into his frontal lobe. But then I remembered something...I'm dreaming! I'm actually in the quaint Silent Hill.

I decided that I'm going to head off to the strip club and get some pussy in a can. First I have to go see Kagom and the Village People. I really like how Kagom wasn't there. Meant more furry sex and love for myself, King_Amazon! Now I needed to run away as fast as I could with a penis pump hanging off my nipple. It didn't hurt then, but when it tugged on my large, round eyeballs, I orgasmed immediately. Now my pants felt really good, so I decided to take them off. Over and over and over.

Once I had that done I went to the grocery store to buy baked beans for dinner with my friend D3v the white supremacist. Seig, the name of the guy whom I don't remember, wanted to kill him, but I convinced him mantralord deserved much more kindness than that. I then fucked him in the ear. Being the big Black Sabbath fan that I am, I then bit off his bat's head, chewed it up, cooked it, and then fed it to my cat Ralph.

The next day I massacred a bunch of tiny little giants. They screamed like they were alter boys at church. Sovereign then came in and gasped at how beautiful a young little giant of twelve had his underwear around his head. I wondered then what he was doing there in the hall of God. Six feet behind him there was a clone of Kirk Cameron, the ghoulish being from the third Left Behind movie. I trembeled in ecstacy as Klo slapped Jack Chick's mom, a three-headed hydra from Hercules: Legendary Journeys. As Kirk prayed for defeat his shoe laces came untied and began to move on. I thought "Damn Growing Pains, why are you so addictive?" By then Kirk was nude so I figured we would play meat joust. He freaked out suddenly, pointing behind me, a very nude Satan and his quite annoying wife named Oprah. She had stretch pants with tiger prints and a floral pattern to surround it...

On my way to the strip club with all the dirty hoes of the world, my husband came running after me with a baseball bat because he is one jealous mother fucker. I began throwing all of my dollar bills at the strippers while they beat the shit out of a midget with glass pincers for hands. A mutated midget then saw my husband as he frantically milked a monkey for everything it had. The monkey kicked my husband in the family jewels. I thought I saw a spider so I screamed in a frightened manner. I reached at a jar full of dollar bills and began stuffing myself with a huge dildo. When I realized that I was actually stuffing myself with a rotten pickle. At this point I felt embarrassed beyond belief so I just took the pickle and ate it all. And that's why I'm here in the doctor's office puking and my genital area is bleeding and spewing pickle juice. And to top it all off my husband got killed, I DIDN'T GET LAID, and I'm pretty sure I have AIDS. So basically I think I'm going to kill myself.

Doctor Darth Vader came in and told me that he was going to use the Force to gank my mother with a tuba and a screwdriver. So I asked him, "Why are you so fucking ugly under your helmet?" and he started up the Force Lightning but instead said "Because I have so many different patients, I have to wear condoms before using the force." He then put a condom onto every single one of the stethoscopes in the office before placing the stethoscopes on firm, luscious boobies. He didn't want the milk to leak so he taped the nipples up. I sat there in shock before shoving a titanicly huge dagger into his frontal lobe. But then I remembered something...I'm dreaming! I'm actually in the quaint Silent Hill.

I decided that I'm going to head off to the strip club and get some pussy in a can. First I have to go see Kagom and the Village People. I really like how Kagom wasn't there. Meant more furry sex and love for myself, King_Amazon! Now I needed to run away as fast as I could with a penis pump hanging off my nipple. It didn't hurt then, but when it tugged on my large, round eyeballs, I orgasmed immediately. Now my pants felt really good, so I decided to take them off. Over and over and over.

Once I had that done I went to the grocery store to buy baked beans for dinner with my friend D3v the white supremacist. Seig, the name of the guy whom I don't remember, wanted to kill him, but I convinced him mantralord deserved much more kindness than that. I then fucked him in the ear. Being the big Black Sabbath fan that I am, I then bit off his bat's head, chewed it up, cooked it, and then fed it to my cat Ralph.

The next day I massacred a bunch of tiny little giants. They screamed like they were alter boys at church. Sovereign then came in and gasped at how beautiful a young little giant of twelve had his underwear around his head. I wondered then what he was doing there in the hall of God. Six feet behind him there was a clone of Kirk Cameron, the ghoulish being from the third Left Behind movie. I trembeled in ecstacy as Klo slapped Jack Chick's mom, a three-headed hydra from Hercules: Legendary Journeys. As Kirk prayed for defeat his shoe laces came untied and began to move on. I thought "Damn Growing Pains, why are you so addictive?" By then Kirk was nude so I figured we would play meat joust. He freaked out suddenly, pointing behind me, a very nude Satan and his quite annoying wife named Oprah. She had stretch pants with tiger prints and a floral pattern to surround it. Then came in Ru Paul ...

On my way to the strip club with all the dirty hoes of the world, my husband came running after me with a baseball bat because he is one jealous mother fucker. I began throwing all of my dollar bills at the strippers while they beat the shit out of a midget with glass pincers for hands. A mutated midget then saw my husband as he frantically milked a monkey for everything it had. The monkey kicked my husband in the family jewels. I thought I saw a spider so I screamed in a frightened manner. I reached at a jar full of dollar bills and began stuffing myself with a huge dildo. When I realized that I was actually stuffing myself with a rotten pickle. At this point I felt embarrassed beyond belief so I just took the pickle and ate it all. And that's why I'm here in the doctor's office puking and my genital area is bleeding and spewing pickle juice. And to top it all off my husband got killed, I DIDN'T GET LAID, and I'm pretty sure I have AIDS. So basically I think I'm going to kill myself.

Doctor Darth Vader came in and told me that he was going to use the Force to gank my mother with a tuba and a screwdriver. So I asked him, "Why are you so fucking ugly under your helmet?" and he started up the Force Lightning but instead said "Because I have so many different patients, I have to wear condoms before using the force." He then put a condom onto every single one of the stethoscopes in the office before placing the stethoscopes on firm, luscious boobies. He didn't want the milk to leak so he taped the nipples up. I sat there in shock before shoving a titanicly huge dagger into his frontal lobe. But then I remembered something...I'm dreaming! I'm actually in the quaint Silent Hill.

I decided that I'm going to head off to the strip club and get some pussy in a can. First I have to go see Kagom and the Village People. I really like how Kagom wasn't there. Meant more furry sex and love for myself, King_Amazon! Now I needed to run away as fast as I could with a penis pump hanging off my nipple. It didn't hurt then, but when it tugged on my large, round eyeballs, I orgasmed immediately. Now my pants felt really good, so I decided to take them off. Over and over and over.

Once I had that done I went to the grocery store to buy baked beans for dinner with my friend D3v the white supremacist. Seig, the name of the guy whom I don't remember, wanted to kill him, but I convinced him mantralord deserved much more kindness than that. I then fucked him in the ear. Being the big Black Sabbath fan that I am, I then bit off his bat's head, chewed it up, cooked it, and then fed it to my cat Ralph.

The next day I massacred a bunch of tiny little giants. They screamed like they were alter boys at church. Sovereign then came in and gasped at how beautiful a young little giant of twelve had his underwear around his head. I wondered then what he was doing there in the hall of God. Six feet behind him there was a clone of Kirk Cameron, the ghoulish being from the third Left Behind movie. I trembeled in ecstacy as Klo slapped Jack Chick's mom, a three-headed hydra from Hercules: Legendary Journeys. As Kirk prayed for defeat his shoe laces came untied and began to move on. I thought "Damn Growing Pains, why are you so addictive?" By then Kirk was nude so I figured we would play meat joust. He freaked out suddenly, pointing behind me, a very nude Satan and his quite annoying wife named Oprah. She had stretch pants with tiger prints and a floral pattern to surround it. Then came in Ru Paul wearing a muumuu. I charged out...

On my way to the strip club with all the dirty hoes of the world, my husband came running after me with a baseball bat because he is one jealous mother fucker. I began throwing all of my dollar bills at the strippers while they beat the shit out of a midget with glass pincers for hands. A mutated midget then saw my husband as he frantically milked a monkey for everything it had. The monkey kicked my husband in the family jewels. I thought I saw a spider so I screamed in a frightened manner. I reached at a jar full of dollar bills and began stuffing myself with a huge dildo. When I realized that I was actually stuffing myself with a rotten pickle. At this point I felt embarrassed beyond belief so I just took the pickle and ate it all. And that's why I'm here in the doctor's office puking and my genital area is bleeding and spewing pickle juice. And to top it all off my husband got killed, I DIDN'T GET LAID, and I'm pretty sure I have AIDS. So basically I think I'm going to kill myself.

Doctor Darth Vader came in and told me that he was going to use the Force to gank my mother with a tuba and a screwdriver. So I asked him, "Why are you so fucking ugly under your helmet?" and he started up the Force Lightning but instead said "Because I have so many different patients, I have to wear condoms before using the force." He then put a condom onto every single one of the stethoscopes in the office before placing the stethoscopes on firm, luscious boobies. He didn't want the milk to leak so he taped the nipples up. I sat there in shock before shoving a titanicly huge dagger into his frontal lobe. But then I remembered something...I'm dreaming! I'm actually in the quaint Silent Hill.

I decided that I'm going to head off to the strip club and get some pussy in a can. First I have to go see Kagom and the Village People. I really like how Kagom wasn't there. Meant more furry sex and love for myself, King_Amazon! Now I needed to run away as fast as I could with a penis pump hanging off my nipple. It didn't hurt then, but when it tugged on my large, round eyeballs, I orgasmed immediately. Now my pants felt really good, so I decided to take them off. Over and over and over.

Once I had that done I went to the grocery store to buy baked beans for dinner with my friend D3v the white supremacist. Seig, the name of the guy whom I don't remember, wanted to kill him, but I convinced him mantralord deserved much more kindness than that. I then fucked him in the ear. Being the big Black Sabbath fan that I am, I then bit off his bat's head, chewed it up, cooked it, and then fed it to my cat Ralph.

The next day I massacred a bunch of tiny little giants. They screamed like they were alter boys at church. Sovereign then came in and gasped at how beautiful a young little giant of twelve had his underwear around his head. I wondered then what he was doing there in the hall of God. Six feet behind him there was a clone of Kirk Cameron, the ghoulish being from the third Left Behind movie. I trembeled in ecstacy as Klo slapped Jack Chick's mom, a three-headed hydra from Hercules: Legendary Journeys. As Kirk prayed for defeat his shoe laces came untied and began to move on. I thought "Damn Growing Pains, why are you so addictive?" By then Kirk was nude so I figured we would play meat joust. He freaked out suddenly, pointing behind me, a very nude Satan and his quite annoying wife named Oprah. She had stretch pants with tiger prints and a floral pattern to surround it. Then came in Ru Paul wearing a muumuu. I charged out following a trail of putrid

On my way to the strip club with all the dirty hoes of the world, my husband came running after me with a baseball bat because he is one jealous mother fucker. I began throwing all of my dollar bills at the strippers while they beat the shit out of a midget with glass pincers for hands. A mutated midget then saw my husband as he frantically milked a monkey for everything it had. The monkey kicked my husband in the family jewels. I thought I saw a spider so I screamed in a frightened manner. I reached at a jar full of dollar bills and began stuffing myself with a huge dildo. When I realized that I was actually stuffing myself with a rotten pickle. At this point I felt embarrassed beyond belief so I just took the pickle and ate it all. And that's why I'm here in the doctor's office puking and my genital area is bleeding and spewing pickle juice. And to top it all off my husband got killed, I DIDN'T GET LAID, and I'm pretty sure I have AIDS. So basically I think I'm going to kill myself.

Doctor Darth Vader came in and told me that he was going to use the Force to gank my mother with a tuba and a screwdriver. So I asked him, "Why are you so fucking ugly under your helmet?" and he started up the Force Lightning but instead said "Because I have so many different patients, I have to wear condoms before using the force." He then put a condom onto every single one of the stethoscopes in the office before placing the stethoscopes on firm, luscious boobies. He didn't want the milk to leak so he taped the nipples up. I sat there in shock before shoving a titanicly huge dagger into his frontal lobe. But then I remembered something...I'm dreaming! I'm actually in the quaint Silent Hill.

I decided that I'm going to head off to the strip club and get some pussy in a can. First I have to go see Kagom and the Village People. I really like how Kagom wasn't there. Meant more furry sex and love for myself, King_Amazon! Now I needed to run away as fast as I could with a penis pump hanging off my nipple. It didn't hurt then, but when it tugged on my large, round eyeballs, I orgasmed immediately. Now my pants felt really good, so I decided to take them off. Over and over and over.

Once I had that done I went to the grocery store to buy baked beans for dinner with my friend D3v the white supremacist. Seig, the name of the guy whom I don't remember, wanted to kill him, but I convinced him mantralord deserved much more kindness than that. I then fucked him in the ear. Being the big Black Sabbath fan that I am, I then bit off his bat's head, chewed it up, cooked it, and then fed it to my cat Ralph.

The next day I massacred a bunch of tiny little giants. They screamed like they were alter boys at church. Sovereign then came in and gasped at how beautiful a young little giant of twelve had his underwear around his head. I wondered then what he was doing there in the hall of God. Six feet behind him there was a clone of Kirk Cameron, the ghoulish being from the third Left Behind movie. I trembeled in ecstacy as Klo slapped Jack Chick's mom, a three-headed hydra from Hercules: Legendary Journeys. As Kirk prayed for defeat his shoe laces came untied and began to move on. I thought "Damn Growing Pains, why are you so addictive?" By then Kirk was nude so I figured we would play meat joust. He freaked out suddenly, pointing behind me, a very nude Satan and his quite annoying wife named Oprah. She had stretch pants with tiger prints and a floral pattern to surround it. Then came in Ru Paul wearing a muumuu. I charged out following a trail of putrid slime. I wanted out, desperately...