*sigh*
From the B3ta Christmas Cards challenge. See all 372 entries (closed)
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From the B3ta Christmas Cards challenge. See all 372 entries (closed)
( , Mon 20 Dec 2010, 11:29, archived)
EYE NO RIGHT?
I was having a conversation about erotic literature with a chum (cellmate) and brought myself over here to gather up my old stories for JJ to show him. God I used to be funny.
Is this place still shit?
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Mon 20 Dec 2010, 12:02,
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Is this place still shit?
Worse than ever
no one ever even rapes frozen tramps eye sockets any more
edit/ we should compile all our cartoon time suggestions into a book and sell it to cunts and wotnot.
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Mon 20 Dec 2010, 12:04,
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edit/ we should compile all our cartoon time suggestions into a book and sell it to cunts and wotnot.
I like this idea.
Does he still come on here pedalling his sick beastiality filth?
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Mon 20 Dec 2010, 12:15,
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Yes, we still get eyebrows and the gimp or whatever it's called most days
about 3 weeks ago, it had a joke in it.
I got to fuck off for a while, come back and spraff sexy wankshite more often.
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Mon 20 Dec 2010, 12:18,
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I got to fuck off for a while, come back and spraff sexy wankshite more often.
I just found this one, don't remember it at all, but I quite like it
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hahaha!
God that used to be soooo much fun.
There was obviously a lot of long drawn out stories from me, but my favourite that i do not remember writing, is the simple:
"I jammed his head through the bars of the cot
so he couldn't move. A pointless action really, as he'd passed away from cot death a fortnight ago. There was an audible squelch as I plunged my manhood deep into his tattered, rotting love hole, as 14 days worth of stale spunk came spurting back out."
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Mon 20 Dec 2010, 12:32,
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There was obviously a lot of long drawn out stories from me, but my favourite that i do not remember writing, is the simple:
"I jammed his head through the bars of the cot
so he couldn't move. A pointless action really, as he'd passed away from cot death a fortnight ago. There was an audible squelch as I plunged my manhood deep into his tattered, rotting love hole, as 14 days worth of stale spunk came spurting back out."
Aw i'm missing out
not on your shite, on his comic strip, obvs.
I prefer facebook. It has pictures of GIRLS.
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Mon 20 Dec 2010, 12:29,
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I prefer facebook. It has pictures of GIRLS.
Well, I'm posting up pictures of my willy for laughs.
Draw your own conclusions:D
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Mon 20 Dec 2010, 12:05,
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And you must be Auntie Em & Uncle Remus
Oh there's no place like home!
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Mon 20 Dec 2010, 12:40,
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