Yes, today's man works HARD, and he plays HARD. He eats his pears HARD, and when he shits, he shits HARD. When the day is done, he sleeps HARD. After a HARD night's sleep, he wakes up HARD. A good HARD cup of coffee later, he rides the bus HARD to the nearest stop at his HARD fuckin' job. He walks the rest of the way HARD.
Yesh, I'll be filling in the inbetween spaces of rectums for days to cum. Spewing forth my RedCream all the while smacking you upside the head just the way you like it. Shit! I'm a character.
I have an odor that permiates my very essence. My substance is that of my nature and therefore fills me to the brim. I burst forth from the canal like a rushing torrent when the space I inhabit becomes confined. My master is that of a bull. Whatever he eats, I become. What am I full of?
Wrong! I am so full of BULLshit. BULLSHIT! *takes off cool sunglasses and prays to sun with eyes looking directly into the light* I can see, I can see!!!!!
*snkr,snkr*
SHUT UP! Get out of my head! Like god-damned New York City cock-roaches, you kill one, two return, where's the phonebook, I'm calling an exterminator. Shit, forgot to pay the phonebill again...I'll git you yet, parasites.
We are ANONYMOUS, we are legion for we are many, we do not forgive, we do not forget. Kill one of us, two respawn to fill your void. We will not give you anesthesia, we will not diminish your will to know that which you do not know. You will know pain, you will know agony, you will know misery. For the mouth of the Lord hath spoken, "You will know I am the Lord when I lay my vengence down upon thee."
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I've already learned. You're making no sense. So it remains true that you have to learn about RedCream cloaning or you must take your leave of this place and don't return in a large amount of time.
RedCream and Rosey sittin in a tree, c...l....a....p...p...i....n....g. Fist came rosey then came the /b/-tard then came RedCream all over 4chan.org. Jew Don no hu yo dealin' wit!
*I carefully slip into a nighty, lift up the sheets on the bed, slide my feet just under the covers, I rest my hand on her head. I moved slowly down to your thigh. Her moans if discomfort are short-lived as she turns to see me wearing a wig looking back at her with steal intent. Locked in embrace I penetrate her anus thrusting to and fro sloshing shit and juices around like a chef churning butter and dough. Shock and dismay came over her face though, for standing just in the doorway behind me was me, joining in seeming as twins. Her screams were heard for blocks they said, "I wonder how hard it must of been for her dad." Hearing this I chuckled and I too myself's true reflection, giggled and sighed with the truest of complexion. For her beauty and chaste was that no more, for now she is ours, our sweet daughter whore. Captured by cult and dragged through streets, she whelped and whelped until she did sleep. Bouncing and bouncing were her thin hips, move up and swaying forward sweat that drips. Her eyes rolled back like a junkie on crack, pissing and shitting on lewd arched back. Still swaying to and fro and to, convulsing and jerking filling with man-brew. In walks man and woman with beast, it licks its lips as though for a feast. Twisted and enthralled as though in a dream, she wrapped lips to meat and swallowed RedCream.*