Stream The Motherfucker and The Exploding Plastic Inevitable

Sonuc awoke in a daze in a Day's Inn in 'Danzig's Dancin Deadstain', a local amusement emporium famous for it's price.
He feverishly stroked his every brow, and wondered as to the owner of the purse sitting beside him. "i hope i'm not
eatin hookers man" he blamed to the darkness. Soon the stench of sickly urine bellowed into his wafty Hodgepodge
lips, and he could taste the tears of a bloodied mistress.
sonuc leaped from the bed and fucked the hell over towards the bathroom door, which housed a little
faggot, a constant stream of piss bellowing from it's gaping bewilderment. As it spoke, sonuc knew he had lost his
match this time, and nobody not noone could have been the wiser. "sonuc i had a good time with your penis last night"
she gasped, a look of dread in her bastard eyes. "i'd seen to it you might. now let's move this out of here." he crawed
in a raspy furthor.
The faggot, known to some as 'Stream the motherfucker', due to it's maternal sexual tendancies, stooped
forth with a lurching maw from the bathroom. sonuc appraised his latest conquest with a emptiness he could never
truly escape, a constant reminder of his shallow ordeal. "get the balls to my car, i'm dropping you out at your house"
he barked. stream made her way to his car and waited. he had no car. sonuc walked home.
Upon reaching his door, sonuc shouted from the very depths of his mind, and Kramy arrived to vanquish
the obstacle impeding his entry into his shit-bag of a house. "what are you doing back so early without food sonuc"
kramy bewildered. sonuc stared her down with an unfathomable intensity. "You think you know it but i haven't even
begun." he whimpered. With one mighty blow from his bitch-smiting wrists Kramy was flug far across the room,
landing firmly in the medicine cabinet, where she began to ingest it's contents.
sonuc then turned to the growing pain in his asshole, caused by none other than his faithful companion
tales Plower. sonuc grinned a puckered smile. "tales, my companion you never cease to ease my worries." he screamed
as he tussled the lads hair like a coach to a child. But tales could not hear him, for he had long since passed away, now
only a haunted fading memory.
sonuc turned his gaze to the coccoon housing his favorite lover, and slithered her name from his scaly lips.
"Sallymander get your balls over here, m'lady." he crooned like an irish gentleman. Sure enough, she spilled forth with
a look of dreaded understanding on her pale face. "Sally, you're my shining star. You're the rose in my garden."
His tender embrace was stalled as tales began to increase the intensity of his feverish fudge-packing, and sonuc had
to muster up all he could to relenquesh the child from his gaping buttwounds. He tossed him away, where he began
to amuse his urges with a keyboard.
Just as sonuc was about to lay some bitch-ass moves on his lover, the telemogram began to hiss. "oh bother!"
he gapped, "a disturbance!" sonuc answered the phone, only to be greeted by his worst fear. It was Buckles.
"sonuc I left a pokemon energy card at your house and i'm going to be there with my girlfriend in 4 minutes to get it"
The line went dead. More dead even that the look in sonuc's pale eyes. His teeth glistened in the light. He began to
let an anguished bellow rise fromt he depths of his bowels, which soon erupted into a gastly screech of banshee terror.
"I HATE THAT BUCKLESFAGGOT" he whispered. "Sally my dear, our love will have to wait" he squealed with the inner
torment of a dog.
Just then a bustle burst forth from the door, and the smell of pizza rolls filled the air. "it is buckles, come to
spread his merriment!" Kramy whistled. "Whore of babylon, don't you dare answer his cries! step forth from the door!"
But it was too fucking late, Kramy had already ushered Buckles into the room. "sorry i am so x-tremely late dudes." he
hustled. "but my girlfriend was distraught, it would seem she were Date Rapedx last nite." sonuc noted with impeding
humidity that his girlfriend bared a similar resemblance. Why, it was Stream!
sonuc let a sorrowful smile stain his faulty appendage. "Hey sonuc do you want to join me down to the skate
park so that we may enjoy portable yogurt and juice beverages in packets?" Buckles pleaded with a dog-balled innocence.
"get. the fuck out of my house you goddamn asshole" sonuc soothed. But as he shut the door he realised that he had forgot
to remove the still-pissing little faggot Stream along with him. "You will tell him nothing of our escapades, little one, lest
you learn what my truest powers hath wrought." he muttered with a shimmering omnipotence. Stream rolled out the door,
her mind none the wiser.
"Now then, Sally, my lover..." but it was useless. Sallymander had already fallen into the deepest sleep this side
of time.

"Another day, my lover." he crooned like a pair of tigers engaged in a bountiful orgy of shit-fueled chaos. tales agreed
and released a mountain of creeping semen from his straining testicles.