05-10-2013, 12:14 PM
(05-09-2013, 12:42 PM)Ehud Wrote: Constipated, my mind puckers its hemroided orifice dribbling out pebbley insubstantialities. Bloody words fall to the floor piling into an obscene heap. A retched stench fills my nostrils as I consume the excreted words, willing my body to encase them again. To reprocess them to a purer pile of shit.This was damn funny but also disgusting. Just my personal reaction.

