Hotel Soap Pragha.
 

The year was 1941. The place: Nazi Germany. I was but a mere Aryan in a sea of lucky Jewish folk who were sent to Candyland to get a free PS2 as promised by the Fuhrer. I couldn't wait to get my hands on a PS2 so that I could play Onimusha 3 with my homies and pwn their sorry impure and non-Aryan asses. As I was walking down Pragha Lane, I noticed a gay strip club called "Hotel Soap." A sign outside read "120 Deutschmarks for the guy that has the tightest ass." It just so happened that EBX was selling a PS2 for 120 Deutschmarks and naturally a young boy of 31 like me would have the tightest ass of all, never having been deflowered or sodomized! I went inside, and met a man named Hans. Hans had large hands, and he used them well. Very well I should say. It is said that Hans worked at a slaughterhouse where he snapped chicken necks all day long. Such passion for neck-snapping was what gave him his lofty appendages. He told me to sign up, and come back at noon.

Noon

I came back, and was placed on a table with with 4 leather straps. Hans came in and strapped me down good. He pulled down my pants, and inserted his penis into my colon. After a good pounding, he gave me 120 Deutschmarks and I went to EBX and bought myself a PS2. Later, I sooo pwnd Grav in Onimusha 3.

Fin.

If I had the light gun that came with Duck Hunt, I would rail you in the face.

So you finally met Kagom's boyfriend...

Hooooly shit.

Graphic and disturbing.

It was a somewhat pleasant little diversion right up until the word "penis" was mentioned. Then came "colon", and things just went downhill from there.

You neanderthals just don't understand the deep social commentary in my posts.

I almost thought you wrote 'the deep social penetration in my posts' and was like 'What the fuck!?'

Freudian slip much?

Pass the sal---I FUCKED YOUR WIFE!!

Guav yuo can fuckor me anyway!