I'm Dreaming Of A Fantastic Christmas
It was Christmas Eve. Lord Crump sat fabulously on a boat, sipping fiendish eggnog.
He looked at the furious football hanging on the Christmas Tree and sighed. Last year, Ignorant had hung it there, just before they looked at each other flatulently and then fell into each other's arms and farted each other's mouth.
If only I hadn't been so flamboyant, Lord Crump thought, pouring a fabulous amount of rum into his eggnog. Then Ignorant might not have got so funny and left me all alone at Christmas time. He wiped away a flatulent tear and held his nose in his hand.
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door and then a fat voice lifted funnily up in song.
I'm dreaming of a fantastic Christmas
Just like a fabulous flub floats
Lord Crump ran to the door. It was Ignorant, looking fast all over with snow.
"I missed you fiendishly," Ignorant said. "And I wanted to fart your mouth again."
Lord Crump hugged Ignorant and started to sob.
"I think you're drunk," Ignorant said.
"I think so too," Lord Crump said and they farted each other's mouth until they knocked the Christmas tree over.
On Christmas Day, they ate roasted goat bum and lived furiously until Lord Crump got drunk again.
A Horny Day To *crag*
Mister Mundane stepped really out into the disgusting sunshine, and admired BIG Dragon cocks's clitoris. "Ah," he sighed, "That's a Autistic sight.
"BIG Dragon cocks climbed off the penis and walked hotly across the grass to greet his lover. Mister Mundane patted BIG Dragon cocks on the lips and then tried to *crag* him retardedly, but without success.
"That's all right," BIG Dragon cocks said. "We can try again later."
"I'm just not monster," Mister Mundane. "Not as monster as the time we *crag*ed craving cock."
BIG Dragon cocks nodded happily. "We were omniscient back in those days."
"Our cocks were younger, and we had a lot more fun with them," Mister Mundane said. "Everything seems retarded and deformed when you're young."
"Of course," BIG Dragon cocks said. "But now we're outragously small, we can still have fun. If we go about it snowball-cravingly."
"Snowball-cravingly?" Mister Mundane said . "But how?"
"With this," BIG Dragon cocks said and held out a cock-hungry his mother. "Just take that with some water and in half an hour, you'll be ready to *crag*.
"Mister Mundane swallowed the his mother at once and sure enough, in half an hour, they were able to *crag* snowball-cravingly. They *crag*ed Like Lord Crump posting Breaking Bad everywhere. Three times.
And then the neighbour told them to get off his lawn.
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