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On 8 March 2005
Hi everyone, I stole this from a blog where they were making fun of my stories. According to them this was done to complement me. I didn't write this but please feel free to read it and tell me what you think of it, if you want to.
Hey I may have misspoken in the above paragraph, so let me sneak in a few more words here. The ass hole that wrote that came to my blog one day and invited me to visit there blog, saying that they had "Paid Homage" to me.
So I go to visit and I get slapped in the face by this "Nigger Hating Nazi". He's lying about me on his blog. They know that I have a tendency to post a persons mindsay name whenever they jerk my fucking chain, and that is what they tried to get me to do here = just to build a little traffic to their site.
The post that I copied is a re-post. No one read it the first time around so they put it up again and made sure to let me know that they had done that.
Now here's a real kick in the ass, check this out =
"I asked that bastard child if I could use that post", and "They said yes".
Now they have gone to mindsay and accused me of "Plagiarizing" their work. I'm still am not going to put their name up on my blog like they're trying to get me to do = "Cause some of my nigger might rub off on them!"
It's killing their nasty ass that so many of you are commenting on it too so "Mis amigos. Espero que usted disfrute. ¡Y esto él se ahoga!" Wendy
I was buying a happy meal for my seven-year-old son at McDonald’s the other day. When I pulled up to the window, a gorgeous manling handed me my bag of various grease-laden goodies. I was wearing a low-cut top that day, and as I reached out to grab the sack of victuals, he got a good view of my breasts. His eyes bulged, and I saw something jump in his pants. Something massive. It was like watching a leviathan stirring in the ocean depths. A massive leviathan.
He was the sexiest hunk of male I’d seen in a while, and since little Trevin’s daddy ran off with our dog, the old mungbasket hadn’t been stuffed in a while.
I told my son to park the car and eat his happy meal in the parking lot. Mommy had some bidness to git down to.
I strutted into the McDonald’s and found the guy who served us. Perhaps the sunlight had caught some attractive feature I couldn’t see in under the florescent lighting, or perhaps it’d been the smell of fried starch and boiled rat meat piquing my hunger and interfering with my perception, but he was not as attractive as I’d originally thought.
Regardless, the faucet had been set a-drippin’, and he was the closest Roto-Rooter around. Besides, with that patina of grease he had coating his body, he was already lubed and ready.
I leapt onto the counter, and pointed at him. "YOU!" I shouted in all-caps to get his attention. When he turned to see who was screeching at him, I flew at him and landed with my legs wrapped around his torso. "Uhhh?!" He gurgled as his throbbing pieces reordered themselves under the fabric of his pants.
I whispered coyly into his ear, "I want you to evolve my womanhood with your monolith."
.At that moment, our clothes exploded off of our bodies, and he jammed his Little Angry Man into my poonaner. As he slid it in and out of me, I grunted and gasped. The lips of my poochie started sucking him like a demonic fish trying to suck his soul out through his urethra.
After a bunch of mediocre cunt-reaming, I dismounted and crawled up his body. He shuddered as I ran my bo-gina over his giant wad of pulsating gristle. His various giblets quivered under my heaving EE breasts. I moaned delightedly at the furious prodding he was delivering unto my heaving bosoms.
"Wouldst thou cream my knockers?" I crooned into his sweaty ear.
"Yeeeehurrrrrrrrsssss!!" he moaned ecstatically.
His hotdog discharged about a quart of hot, sticky pudding. It completely covered my heaving bazooms, but some of it migrated into my ass somehow.
As his monolithic man-pipe disgorged on my mammaries, his eyes bugged out of his skull, like on Total Recall where Quaid gets shot out onto the surface of Mars.
His manpump wouldn’t stop firing off threads of hot, sticky nut yogurt, so I corked it with a nipple while I squatted over his face, allowing the ass-jizz to dribble into his quivering eyeball.
He came again, this time all over the other set of tits that I had sewn onto my stomach.
Then my anus descended from my ass and ripped his eyes out of his skull, providing safe passage to his brain for my camel spit.
He died then and there on that greasy floor… but I’m fairly certain I sent him heaven.
Recently, I found out that I have herpes.
Think: Use protection.
This has been a pubic service announcement.
Anyway there it is, hope some of you got a chuckle out of it, I sure did.
♥ Wendy
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