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LEARNING WHAT REAL LOVE IS WITH MY UNCLE - My dad loved to build helicopters for desperately-poor people who couldn't afford more than 1 helicopter no matter how hard they worked. 1 day, as World War 13 was ending, father decided to **** everyone within a 4,000-mile radius of his helicopter factory. Mom was impressed. "Why don't you start off slowly by killing everyone within 2,500 miles and crippling everyone else until Jesus comes back to finish what you started?" She asked as her mini-skirt inched so far north that even hitch-hikers with poor vision could tell where her labial ***** were clawed raw from a polar bear fight that happened in eastern Canada 2 days before.
Yes my dearest Natashka, another full year of merciless beatings & deprivation has ended with 1 day off so that six of my more critical injuries can be medically mended. I'll need a blood transfusion plus
a leg splint, an upper torso cast & 8 pounds of ice & I'll need it fast.
My first kiss was at the zoo by a zoo employee with a hatchet: I felt unsocial & popular during the same minute. I wore out my welcome on the welcome mat twice. I knew that my legs were smooth for good reason as I stretched out length-ways & long-wise like a carp with a swollen mud vein. The moment that the bottom drops out of the plastic bucket market, I'm getting in to blow a fortune.
๐Š๐„๐‹๐‹๐˜'๐’ ๐‚๐‡๐„๐Œ๐ˆ๐‚๐€๐‹ ๐‘๐Ž๐Œ๐€๐๐‚๐„ - Ken kept his used chemicals in used chemical tanks till **** Kelly showed him a better way. "Here," she motioned towards her *****, "is where the action is." Ken didn't know what to say because he thought that the first sentence coming after ๐‘ฒ๐’†๐’ ๐’Œ๐’†๐’‘๐’• ๐’‰๐’Š๐’” ๐’–๐’”๐’†๐’… ๐’„๐’‰๐’†๐’Ž๐’Š๐’„๐’‚๐’๐’” ๐’Š๐’ ๐’–๐’”๐’†๐’… ๐’„๐’‰๐’†๐’Ž๐’Š๐’„๐’‚๐’ ๐’•๐’‚๐’๐’Œ๐’” ๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’ ๐’”๐’†๐’™๐’š ๐‘ฒ๐’†๐’๐’๐’š ๐’”๐’‰๐’๐’˜๐’†๐’… ๐’‰๐’Š๐’Ž ๐’‚ ๐’ƒ๐’†๐’•๐’•๐’†๐’“ ๐’˜๐’‚๐’š would be about chemicals.
I'll choose a chewy Cuban ****** chaos for chewin' chewy carrots
๏ปฟwith Castro's 1959 call for a cruel & cruddy Marxian vegetarianism
that'd be Cuba's revolutionary means to spoil Haitian egalitarianism.
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