- Apr 10, 2006
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Hello friends,
I woke up today and I felt really good, but also quite horny. Yesterday I had few good beers with friends and we laughed at some dumb chick who called me a homosexual multiple times because of "the homosexual questions" I was asking her. I was quite confused because I saw no connection. She is also ugly as shit and my friend "cattle" likes her. He is no model either and to watch him admit feelings was like to watch a bear read poetry. After every few verses the bear throws the book on the ground and smashes it with its erect dick I CAN'T READ POEMS I'M A FUCKING BEAR I NEED TO ENDANGER PEOPLE NOT FUCKING CRY. Edgar Allan Poe gains tragedy points by being smeared with a blood of a bear genitalia as another day in sad, unjust lands ends.
One would think I'd have at least a slight hangover because last time I had as much I eptied my belly the upper way. The meal was unrecognizable and covered in vivid yellow foams. But no, I woke up with a boner today. Now, who would I fuck with this dick?
My cock feels like fucking, but sometimes my brain feels like keeping my member in my pants and feast on the prey with my swollen skinny hands. It's just a feeling though. It's strangely hypothetical. I also don't have any female human asian friends so these waters are something new to me. Even the thought of harrasing a yellow girl feels like walking on ice.
And well, krampus. What's the general consensus on her?
I guess fingering her wet pussy would feel good wouldn't it? And holding her japanese ass while breathing heavily on her neck.
It just feels like something wrong and exciting as fuck and I CAN'T DECIDE! FUCK FUCK FUCKůůů
Either I am a bear trying to absorb poetry with my dong, or maybe I'm a gypsy boy who wants to fuck and aged and understood another level of gypsy rules. Maybe it's gaining experience and dark humans wisdom. But there is no human rules and art for bears and there is no japanese women for gypsy savages. One day, as an old man, I will look into the rear view mirror and see my bear/gypsy family and I will want to return home. But I already betrayed everybody. On passenger seat - books will sit. On back seat - a japanese girl will sleep. And I'll be driving with my bare bear hands and face unable of mimics and I will face the faeces of freedom.
You know what they say in czech. You're not a man until you fuck a dark, gypsy bitch. Could I modify the saying? Maybe you're not a man until you fuck krampus in her ass.
When she wakes up in the car, in the middle of nowhere, maybe it's finally time to untie her and fully enjoy the Stockholm syndrome.
Thoughts?
I woke up today and I felt really good, but also quite horny. Yesterday I had few good beers with friends and we laughed at some dumb chick who called me a homosexual multiple times because of "the homosexual questions" I was asking her. I was quite confused because I saw no connection. She is also ugly as shit and my friend "cattle" likes her. He is no model either and to watch him admit feelings was like to watch a bear read poetry. After every few verses the bear throws the book on the ground and smashes it with its erect dick I CAN'T READ POEMS I'M A FUCKING BEAR I NEED TO ENDANGER PEOPLE NOT FUCKING CRY. Edgar Allan Poe gains tragedy points by being smeared with a blood of a bear genitalia as another day in sad, unjust lands ends.
One would think I'd have at least a slight hangover because last time I had as much I eptied my belly the upper way. The meal was unrecognizable and covered in vivid yellow foams. But no, I woke up with a boner today. Now, who would I fuck with this dick?
My cock feels like fucking, but sometimes my brain feels like keeping my member in my pants and feast on the prey with my swollen skinny hands. It's just a feeling though. It's strangely hypothetical. I also don't have any female human asian friends so these waters are something new to me. Even the thought of harrasing a yellow girl feels like walking on ice.
And well, krampus. What's the general consensus on her?
I guess fingering her wet pussy would feel good wouldn't it? And holding her japanese ass while breathing heavily on her neck.
It just feels like something wrong and exciting as fuck and I CAN'T DECIDE! FUCK FUCK FUCKůůů
Either I am a bear trying to absorb poetry with my dong, or maybe I'm a gypsy boy who wants to fuck and aged and understood another level of gypsy rules. Maybe it's gaining experience and dark humans wisdom. But there is no human rules and art for bears and there is no japanese women for gypsy savages. One day, as an old man, I will look into the rear view mirror and see my bear/gypsy family and I will want to return home. But I already betrayed everybody. On passenger seat - books will sit. On back seat - a japanese girl will sleep. And I'll be driving with my bare bear hands and face unable of mimics and I will face the faeces of freedom.
You know what they say in czech. You're not a man until you fuck a dark, gypsy bitch. Could I modify the saying? Maybe you're not a man until you fuck krampus in her ass.
When she wakes up in the car, in the middle of nowhere, maybe it's finally time to untie her and fully enjoy the Stockholm syndrome.
Thoughts?