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The *** Tree

An urban legend of sorts they said, of a tree, of a

branch that took any weight given. it has nickname

It had a place in secluded nature where no one seen.

 

**"The *** tree,**

 

"Really,

 

"Ye but you have to watch your step,

 

"Why??

 

"Well lets just say its a well fertilized ground,

"The earth and plants feed well on the,

"Sap,

"Seeds,

 

Not from one but the many, I heard the branch

Can take any weight, a gentlemen of plentiful weight

Tested the legend and got stuck **** naked

Not for a,

 

"Moment,

"Minute,

"Hours,

 

"Was he stuck, birthday suit and all,

 

His lady friend had jogged off with wallet and all,

Its on YouTube,

Called tree hugger nudist,

 

There is loads of dents little *** holes,

Some say its all the ***** *******

So many hard ones poking dents,

indentations forever of ******* against this tree.

 

"I've been their done that,

 

Really,

 

"Never again,

"Were standing on this branch,

"What's that look for,

 

"Nothing,

(Giggles under breathe)

 

"Getting into the moment,

"Thought sap,

"Tree sap,

"Was seeping in to my hair,

 

"Don't stop what happened stuck,

*"Pants down skinny **** man up tree,*

(giggles loudly)

 

"Dude I'm 6 foot 5inches,

It was sap of a different kind,

 

(Gags in mouth)

 

No Fudging way,

 

Yep that's not the worst,

 

"How the hell does some one seed a tree that high,

 

**"It was like the tree was ******* itself,**

 

"Old juice, sap, Klingon,

"What ever I throw up on her,

She bit down,

I, we feel three feet out the tree,

 

"So that's what the plaster cast is from,

"Is that why your walking funny,

 

Twenty nine stitches its like something

From a Frankenstein film,

 

Never again my friend a bed is where ill be from

Now on, she fell in a puddle of Jib juice triplets

She had all three different, DNA tests on all

Who visited the tree.

As a video recorded of all who entered,

Just not the naked bits seen.

 

**"Nature can keep its *** tree,**

   "I'll be lucky if mine works again,

"Mine isn't wood its a limp branch now,

 

*"Dude you got ****** by wood,*

"Bitten limp by teeth,

"Unlucky bro,

"Hahahahah,

"Rather you than me,

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Jul 14, 2015
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