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Date Posted: 09:16:29 06/16/01 Sat
Author: effluent
Subject: of grace and manaticulance in a pastoral acqursion

Realms aligned with gilded gold and glitter butter-shots,
stretch the mind of those alive, hot with anticipation.
quivering botties, three in a line with star rosy holes,
distant smelly flop-chops laying await,
eating voraciously, with criminal integrity and circumspect workmanship.

Planting holy kisses on the anuses of these lesbo-goddesses, until.....pop!
lubey tube plunge, bungholes plugged and cheesy peni all round.

mounted and dismounted, pulled from the AC socket...discharges left to drip and seep.

Colours of crystal, clouded egg-white and sepia,
dripping down their model thighs to dry in the bush like
crisps in the cripple......

Six German funky fuckers!
Messerschmidt rear-entry poontang:

"Wo fahrst du auf mein rad gefahren?"

"Ich will ins kino gegangen!!"

Dieter, Dolphus und Derek will in time realise the error of their ways.

Their ways raise,
to smite the gays,
who faggingly dissaprove of the way that they
heterosexually play,
merrily, nay!
Bray
No way
Way
whoa dude eat hay for a day with chiming a nipple twang munchy bus-choons fight for the heavy clay.

2:1 odds-on favorite Derek to win.

Departing from this we leave with visions of the prize he covets:
a golden-brown turd on which he longed to feast,
is now his in its entirety.

The ladies gather round and stuff the treat into his mouth.
pushing and weighing down heavily,
he chokes, spluttering browns and golds into the sky,

Poor derek shall meet his odin.

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