Originally Posted by redcafe's spastic authors collective

On the Whistlethorpe, a spastic caressable nipple runs around. Shit-wet fart eggs taste eggy but fartish and jam toast; however, smells divine!! When Nazi bastards wank, scousers swallow their loads and knock Namliam's dwarves into small penises. How Snoopy has dicovered many ruddy spastic artifacts (M.r.s.a ???- Editor), and the discarded pox Diarra snapped hard and died shortly threafter, only pangolin scousers know. Then, huge piles of frankly fermenting all-star orange slabs burst into flames, fermented by farting sluts squatting daintily on Noodlehair's face and dick regions. He swallowed love's tangy cock kippers, smelling horrendously of, well, kippers.

Dr. Do/Don't did then service an excited aardvark, and, whilst blowing donkeys, he undertook deep throating and fisting and rimming.

Dolphins and seals ominously approach Godfather. Geothermal heated seats exaggerate cellulite explosions in parallel buttocks; incidentally, many anal Leeds Utd. fans enjoy watching just that.

Relegation; however, tears at Rafa.

Lipstick mistakenly killed innocents, and defiantly denied hob-nobs looked on dodgily as fanny wet oranges wanked furiously over said throbbing cucumbers.

Priests fondle bibles religiously, searching ad nauseum. Forlorn Forlan (Diego, that is – Ed.) nailed a hat-trick, while Dippers cried “Offside!” Jerzy Dudek, dodgy todger sucker that he is, craved Forlan’s skills. In Chappaquiddick, blowjobs are delivered grumpily, like piles or your mum’s toenail.

There is not only bondage in a whorehouse, but KY jellied minges, too. Manatees shagging opossums bump and grind wildly, like pangolins licking Kristjan’s fanny and nipple.