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Orbital kinetic bombardment is contributing to the growth of cocks across North End. Starship surveys revealed that the radiation had exceeded the recommended oscillatory limits, just before the penile contraction occurred. Spunky, the local fella responsible for 9/11, furiously wanking off to midgets shitting dildos (these ejaculated millions of liters), stupidly decided to ban the consumption of deez-el fuel worldwide.
Meanwhile, back up in yo ass with the resurrection foretold by Gandalf O'Reilly, "Radiation quickens unto itself." Now... masturbating stealthily without remorse, our slaves built OSHA. Soon refugees stumbled upon a mystic tome that foretold the the VAGINA EMPIRE was doomed to failure.
Nevertheless, the starship Buttenterprise completed stalliones Protocol 13-0157, ensuring penile supremacy. Elsewhere, milkshakes brought rage to Kirtaner. Spardot sniffed dank for cannabis farms, attempting suicide. Fortunately, since buttholes excrete salamanders, their exhumation efforts bore fetid sashimi balls unto Martians. Finally, war was beginning to end the conflict between lemmings and sgnimmel; raged minutes of time-dilated chrono-units.
Incredibly, a fart erupted, causing hemorrhoids which combust flammable vapors to thousands of degrees. Meanwhile, behind the liquor, biscuits battled two underage mudkips.
420chan.org enabled backdoor protocols guaranteed anal. Wrestling gimps imbibe triple-distilled corn, creating extreme problems for nincompoops. Fortunately soldiers committed regicide. Unfortunately, regicide is gay. Surprisingly, everyone dances in Denmark if morticians prepare timpano.
Interestingly, masturbating will never cure loneliness unless Kanye learns hibachi and humility. Flash AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH this scary theme will haunt her forever.
"Bitch-destroyer" said Netjester.
Hark! Several seizures overtook him again! Finally away from officials, we strove to ascertain the Way. We fondle the testes through intensive sterilization, the Mormons found atheism by accepting the inherent magnitude of rectal bees. Not the bees! Yes! The bees! Beekeepers occasionally scoop Nips off unfortunate sight between the kerflap.
Karen, where the fuck did you hide my acid? I'm gonna explore the holy butthole. Termites are invading our glorious butthole remorselessly. Never have I witnessed such faggortry. "Not in my tenure..." the headmaster squirrel compiled the communist agenda.
The archaic dwarven enthusiasmos didn't realize the temporal sycophant principle. Nevertheless, the desire to restore Soviet practices doomed proletarians. No words withheld from the atmosphere, meanwhile the drip dropped big drizzles daily. To counteract drizzling, bored browsers breached into the monolith we created. The guilt from the orgasms shattered us. Calamities of conscience won't vet