August 21, 2003

how DOES one ' suck a fuck ' - it is asked,
and asked again.

One can easily ask the same question of Donnie Dorko.
IM DONNIE DARKO!!!!!!!! HURRR



or his sister, Donna Darkie.
har har harafdooob boofo


now surely the specific meaning of ' suck a fuck ' can be debated on and on. I could invite some frenchmen to the board and have them tell you how it originated in spain and then wild goats that were on battleships immigrated over with it branded into their hind ends and the "native americans" or "GAMBLE IN MY CASINO" as they like to be called now, took up the name and used it to refer to cheap whores. Eventually the cheap whores got offended by this but I wont go into their story because all in all I dont have any frenchmen at my disposal and I dont want to stand around like two penises staring eachother down.

Im starin at you more thun you starin at me!


but just so that this post isnt " wasted " so to speak.
I'll repost an old story that you all may rembember...

The story of the enema without a butt


Once upon a time in a magical fantasy enema-forest-type setting, there was a young enema called "Edward." Edward wandered throughout the magical fantasy enema-forest moping around, slouched over... sad.

cry cry cry, slouched, mr. sad edward the enema

He wandered far (yes, waaay past that one tree) and farther still, always moping. always sad, hunched over - for he himself wasn't all that liked in the Magical Fantasy enema-forest kingdom.

still crying.  lookat that pathetic piece of water-filled plastic

Edward the enema soon passed the tree and left it far behind him... then came a cloud that seemed to mock his misery. He tried not to look at the cloud that mocked him, so he continued to slouch. Continued to walk.
And continued to be sad.

you would think by now the dumb-shit would like... jump off a large cliff. unfortunately, i didnt feel like drawing any large cliffs

Butt then all of a sudden, something new, and hairy appeared! It shone and beckoned for him to come closer. It wiggled and wagged its floppy self so much that it got Edward's attention. It began to make Edward feel much better. He began to smile, unaware of the fact that the tree that he had pass wasn't so far away after all - as it was still waaaay off in the distance.

what is this hairy wiggling thing that does make an Edward smile? what is it indeed?

Just then, the wiggly hairy thing jumped upon his head and began to violently jump up and down on him. Edward didn't mind this - he just smiled wider and wider, and eventually stopped slouching. He had a friend now. All was happy and joyous in magical fantasy enema-forest land.

WHee! Hurrah! BUTT-SEX! commence the dances!

The end.


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