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Well, who are they? Naked women who don't care what you think. Can they be rounded up and put in cages? Yes, but before that's done let's speak with them. They can talk? Maybe. Here, let's ask the one with large ******* to say something. Okay. You there, *******, what's your name? My name is Crumtar from beyond the second Antarctic ice ring. My mission is to castrate all American men. Maybe we should talk to the chick with medium *******? Good idea.
With ten billion times more passion than 45 million Negroes begging for Froot Loops in the unemployment line, I kissed you in Brunswick, Georgia a lot for 3 minutes. Nobody knows that the longing in my heart can destroy a normal woman in 10 seconds like she's horribly stupid or something.
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