her Yorkshire Pudding
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her Yorkshire Pudding
dripping with juice
and electric wires
to revitalize her
lifting her skirt
pink or brown
knickers? Neither, they
fell-off at Uttoxeter
stuck to a windscreen
obscuring the passanger's
view of owls
winking at passers-by
with special needs
peeing on weeds
fertilising the dandelions
before Dorothy picked
a gambian gigolo
with two diks
to line-dance with
& a third
is the square-of
very big proportions
pie-faggot-rice and chips
with lashings of
bum boy bangers
stiff, yet bendy
resembling bashed bishops
with telekinetic abilities
enabling some strange
urge to perform
with John & Edward
the Foxy fellars
talent less twats
who enjoy bestiality
:scratch:Quote:
Originally Posted by Jonboy
bend over chickenQuote:
Originally Posted by Marco
We are coming...
shit! quick scarper :lolsign:
something is there
covered in hare
smelling like crap
riddled with clap
both hands slowly
scraping it off
making a sandwich
licking the knife
Inserting the blade
deep into her
petit pink purse
a cavernously sore
and red-raw slit