Lets write a story..........

There was a rag from London, little united fan, Barm loving person, Who worked in a bakery he was stupid Biggsy can't count. And from Singapore, But Earth exploded, Hes Dream awaits, for him to suckle on the breast of a Gloucestershire Old Spot in a wig made from pubes donated by Giggsy The ginger ones Paul Scholes children dressed in rags Ugly like dad felt left out and then the cage came down Oops typical not reading the rules again! said Scholesy...sheepishly.

Love me, bigboy..wheres the lube...Said the mechanic while wanking off into a glass of oddly shaped of pale ale, With salted peanuts, which irritates balls. His eyes watered at the thought of it all losing to Westbrom, and Stoke City Full of inbreeds. But think of the good times and the bad, his memory struggles and the ugly women he's shagged up the bum when he was back of the queue at the Wythenshawe Greggs outlet to buy a buying pastie with a barm aka a muffin dressed in burberry which tasted fabricie, like a pussy, smelled like tuna, with a mouse, up a tree, with a bat, at the COMS and a ball, cracking his head "what a day" as he took fergie roughly from behind. But its night, more than three, men were there, so were women, so were nadias, doing strange things to each other by candle light, until ratherdeadthanred said "this threads shit" " this threads shit" like happymondays face.

Something bland and boring as hughes watching paint dry with the rain, And they all lived happily ever after. The end. No its not. The END........of Act One.

But then i farted very loudly And the judge decreed, That's four words! the dog incest was very sickening
 
DannyBoy2890 said:
There was a rag from London, little united fan, Barm loving person, Who worked in a bakery he was stupid Biggsy can't count. And from Singapore, But Earth exploded, Hes Dream awaits, for him to suckle on the breast of a Gloucestershire Old Spot in a wig made from pubes donated by Giggsy The ginger ones Paul Scholes children dressed in rags Ugly like dad felt left out and then the cage came down Oops typical not reading the rules again! said Scholesy...sheepishly.

Love me, bigboy..wheres the lube...Said the mechanic while wanking off into a glass of oddly shaped of pale ale, With salted peanuts, which irritates balls. His eyes watered at the thought of it all losing to Westbrom, and Stoke City Full of inbreeds. But think of the good times and the bad, his memory struggles and the ugly women he's shagged up the bum when he was back of the queue at the Wythenshawe Greggs outlet to buy a buying pastie with a barm aka a muffin dressed in burberry which tasted fabricie, like a pussy, smelled like tuna, with a mouse, up a tree, with a bat, at the COMS and a ball, cracking his head "what a day" as he took fergie roughly from behind. But its night, more than three, men were there, so were women, so were nadias, doing strange things to each other by candle light, until ratherdeadthanred said "this threads shit" " this threads shit" like happymondays face.

Something bland and boring as hughes watching paint dry with the rain, And they all lived happily ever after. The end. No its not. The END........of Act One.

But then i farted very loudly And the judge decreed, That's four words! the dog incest was very sickening

It needs publishing
 

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