<Gustav feels an annoying little prick on his backside, reaches back to swat it, and discovers a short, fat Italian guy with a lecherous look on his face>
<drooling, happily pumping away>
<silently sobbing, but still quite satisfied with the feel of the emu>
Well, I suppose there's nothing quite like the feel of an emu ...
Tight, they be, tight. You know, as in: hip.
<walks in, sees Chef Boyardee humping Farmer Hoggett humping an emu that's eating out Gaia. begins undoing belt...>
There once was a gaucho name Bruno
who said there is one thing that I do know
A llama is fine
A got is divine
But an emu is numero uno
ya know, I invited my son to look this site over and evaluate whether hed wanna join, A little while ago he was laughin at the "two crazy guys packin fudge with an ostrich in front of the train". I read this in horror and , are there no things that are sacred? This shall not leave my mind easily.
<begins giving farmerman a nice reacharound>
I'm afraid it's too late for your son, farmerman.
Save your daughter.
hmmm
man train, emu hidding in dirt, dog licking himself,
old man complaining in corner while stroking the outside of his pants, young woman with her mouth gaping open staring from the other corner..
hmm...
im just a weeee bit scared of THIS scenerio...
come on in, bitch. The water's warm.
Hey Gus instead of blabbering away why dont you just get on with it eh? When will you be done with that emu already?
<gustav releases primal scream and collapses>
Oh gawd, I did have to open my mouth!
WAIT, WAIT, that's NOT what I meant - disregard!!!!
<meanwhile, Ellpus wakes to find that he is buried in sand, and something is nibbling on his love muscle>
HA!
that POOR EMU
sorry gus..
i think i will be content with just licking myself..
like PD
Quote:<meanwhile, Ellpus wakes to find that he is buried in sand, and something is nibbling on his love muscle?
That short, fat Italian guy is seemingly everywhere.
Hmmmm...good idea, Shewolf.
<bends over in an unnatural way and begins licking self, while still plugging away at Gus' backside and giving reacharound to farmerman>
<and nibbling on something that resembles a wet kernel of corn>
