Scream! This is Halloween
Red 'n' black, slimy green
Aren't you scared?
Well, that's just fine
Say it once, say it twice
Take a chance and roll the dice
Ride with the moon in the dead of night
Everybody scream, everybody scream
In our town of Halloween
HAPPY HALLOWEEN
Know what gets me in the mood? The sound of the succulent whoopee. You're probably thinking, "What's a whoopee?" I will tell you! It is simply the hottest thing to ever be created by man's hands. It is...a rubber device like no other. It is...A WHOOPEE CUSHION. Every tantalizing toot from that morsel beauty makes me hungry for more delicious farts every time I hear it. I cannot resist its sexiness. When I hear it busticate a fluffy air biscuit, I get the sensation of fuzzy hamsters in my undies.
Out of my many hobbies, one of my favorites is wiping peanut butter all over my buttcheeks, then dancing around naked to Michael Jackson's music. If I get bored doing that, I go into the kitchen and smear marshmallow fluff all over my armpits and then French kiss my stuffed dog. Often times I get way to excited from that, so to calm myself, I lay in the backyard while flies and wild animals lick the gooey goodness off my pits and buns. It's quite sexy, if I do say so myself.
Know what's nice? Filling a bucket with loads and loads of tuna salad, then pouring it down your pants. It's like paradise in your britches. If that doesn't help you to work that hot, steamy pench, then I suggest going to KB Toy Store and rubbing Tickle-Me-Elmo's all over your face until you pee your pants in the toy aisle. I did that yesterday and got kicked out of the mall, so I dived into a dumpster and began to smear all of the succulent, rotten trash on my body.
At night, I secretly dress up as a go-go dancer and shake my fanny at a topless joint. I know, it's scandalous, but it's the only way I can afford to support my undying love for explosive flatulence. In addition to that, my child ScorchyDrawers works at Hooters. So with the steady flow of cash, we are able to quench our family's needs. Without it, my wonderful transvestite child named DaFartSniffer. wouldn't be able to get corrective surgery to fix their busticated he-she parts.
When Spring rolls around, I can't help but rip off all of my clothes and chase rabbits across the field. Once I catch them, I rub them all over my pits and then find their nests, which are usually packed with tons of succulent turds, which I pick up and put in my undies for safe keeping. Later, when I return home to my hot transvestite lover, we take Fig Newtons out of the closet and smash them all over our sexually attractive buns, then make out while listening to Right Said Fred.
Know what's nice? Scooping cottage cheese into your underwear and then scooting around on the floor. It helps soothe a buttrash, ease scorching hemorrhoids, and it feels like Winter, but in your pants. It's very lovely. Sometimes I even pour Gatorade down my drawers to see my undies change colors, it's fun! Then I force myself to pee my pants and dance around until I work the pench and lay a fresh loaf in there as well. My hot steamy "brownies" bring all da boiz and wimminz to da yard.
One time I had so much explosive diarrhea, that when I woke up in the morning, I was soaked with succulent, droopie poopie. That was the best morning of my life, because then I ran into the backyard and began rubbing myself all over and screaming provocative noises. My neighbors peeked over the fence to see me doing this, so they threw rotten oranges at me. I picked up the oranges and rubbed their sexy rotten pulp all over my hairy pits, then I jumped into my trash can to eat garbage.
Change your motto.
Now. >:l
Sorry, hun. I love my hobo husband.
Sorry I haven't been on in a while. I went on the most exciting vacation with my family to Hawaii. While we were there, I rubbed pineapple slices all over my sweaty pits and Frenched random tourists who smelled like sunblock. My child DaFartSniffer. was aroused by hula dancers so they put on a grass skirt and flaunted their heshe parts for the world to see. My favorite part of the trip was when my transvestite lover streaked down the beach while smearing coconut all over their buttcheeks.
Hi brandon :]
Where are you from?
hii.
-waves
RANDDDOM SIGNING.
Im jenny and you are? :)
bhahah oh yes.
very tasty
its like backwards re eating :O!
