A Nutsack Full of Post-Xmas Cheer |
Happy day after Xmas, fucker!!!!....And how are you on this fine day? How was your helliday?...I'm here at work strapped to a gurney with a catheter dangling from my cock extracting the last remants o...
Posted by on Fri, 26 Dec 2008 13:12:00 GMT |
Fish and Chips |
I'm the bastard child of Harpo Marx and Carson McCullers. He fucked her on the bumper cars in Coney Island. She had a hitch in her git-a-long. A twitch that she acquired as the result of a stroke that...
Posted by on Tue, 16 Dec 2008 22:20:00 GMT |
In the Arms of a Child |
I awoke this morning in the arms of a child that begged for validation of my love from my cock. So I shook the sleep from my head and filled her asshole with affection and jism. She doesn't ask for mu...
Posted by on Fri, 12 Dec 2008 18:03:00 GMT |
Thats Not a Lump of Coal In Your Stocking |
Hey there frustrated Xmas shoppers. Are you still searching for that special gift for that special someone on your holiday list that's impossible to buy for?....I've got just the thing...I am releasi...
Posted by on Mon, 08 Dec 2008 20:23:00 GMT |
Cuntinental Breakfist |
I'd like to chain you down naked and spread eagle on a slab of concrete in an underground bunker overnight. In the morning after feasting on a breakfast of baked beans burritos and ex-Lax I'd come do...
Posted by on Tue, 02 Dec 2008 21:05:00 GMT |
When "Temporary" Insanity Attacks |
At what point did I get so fucking numb? So detached? I have moments of sudden euphoria or rage or compassion or despair that compell me to flail my body about and languish in the intensity of the mom...
Posted by on Thu, 27 Nov 2008 00:54:00 GMT |
Self-mutilation: Its not just for breakfast anymore |
Vicious inuedo circulating in my head has instigated an irrevocable chasm between the hemispheres of my brain. I versus I. Me versus Me. Right versus left. Intellect versus Aesthetic. It's like the Br...
Posted by on Fri, 21 Nov 2008 21:34:00 GMT |
Not with a bang but with a whimper....So bend over. |
I am singularly solitarily ME. The O-ridgeAnal. Except no substitutes. A panFabulous polemic with a penchant for self-obsessed melodrama....What's YOUR excuse? I am a schmear of residue from the hotpo...
Posted by on Fri, 21 Nov 2008 21:07:00 GMT |
Lost and Lonely When What Should I Smell...A Flatulent Apparition |
Ahhhhh.....Was that you? I thought you smelled familiar....I'd like to hear a traditional Russian drinking song, sung in the tongue of your motherland....Or spun from the tongue of a motherless lamb.....
Posted by on Fri, 21 Nov 2008 20:59:00 GMT |
I’m a Dumbstruck Passenger With a Hardon and a Hacksaw |
Empathy is the salve of the curb dwelling rubber necked googly eyed fire chaser. I'd cry out in pain but I'm choked in the gizzard. My asshole barks out commands that my brain is slow to decode. My as...
Posted by on Fri, 21 Nov 2008 18:44:00 GMT |
