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Cake Train

Boston, Massachusetts, United States 

Actually from Newton Abbot around Exeter, Devon, United Kingdom (Great Britain)



MasterGir: Hell hath no fury like a woman scorn.
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WalrusGuy: Thank you, everyone. This is a very pissfaced poem I wrote about a piss.

An Ode to a piss

The piss is as big as a nob.
It reminds me of small nobs fapping.
O, the piss. O, the piss!
What do pissing people think when they see you for the first time?
Perhaps they know there are happy days ahead.
O, the piss. O, the piss!
For some, you are shitting, but for others, you are confusing.
If we are bitching, we pause when we think of you.
May you always having sex.
O, the piss. O, the piss!
The end.
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One day my Uncle MasterGir and my Aunt Callewaert said they would take me and my sister PolyCement on a trip to Pen Island.

“You will love Pen Island,” said Aunt Callewaert. “It is famous for its wild Steg, its orange tango flowers, and its beautiful pissing hills.”

“I hope you packed plenty of brains for the ride,” said Uncle MasterGir. “It will probably take us 6 hours.”

So we all piled into Uncle MasterGir and Aunt Callewaert's Doctor Robotnik's flying thing. At first the trip was really shit. We sang “4 Bottles of propane on the Wall.” Then we counted the faces that we saw scheming in the fields by the side of the road. But after 9 hours we had eaten all the brains and PolyCement was getting horny.

“Are we almost there?” she asked fapping.

“Yes, zacheatscrackers,” said Aunt Callewaert.

Just then I saw a sign that said, “Boston: 2 miles.”

“Umm, Uncle MasterGir, is Boston on the way to Pen Island?” I asked.

“Yeah,” said PolyCement, pointing, “and is Erarg's nose on the way to Pen Island?”

“You said there was cake, kids,” laughed Uncle MasterGir. “You can trust the expert.”

“One thing's for sure,” I muttered. “I don't think we're in Double Nigger any more.”

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This evening, Callewaert tried out for the wank slapping team at school. Callewaert worked very hard, fapping every morning and cuming every day after school. She was sure to be a shoe-in!

That was what we all thought until this afternoon at lunch. Callewaert was carrying her lunch tray filled with semen, shit, and grapefruit. She walked over to sit with the captain of the team, Jim Jones. Suddenly, Callewaert got a terrible itch on her penis. She tried to scratch it, but instead she tripped over a(n) cock and sent the lunch tray flying across the cafeteria, where it landed on Jim Jones's dildo and made a complete mess!

Callewaert was so embarrassed. She was sure she would never make the team. What she didn't know was that a similar story happened to Jim Jones when she was trying out for the team. Jim Jones accidentally threw faggots all over the coach.

At tryouts this evening, Callewaert did great and Jim Jones personally congratulated her on becoming the newest member of the team.


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I hope Blu Spy comes over ♥
I unno why he should copy Red Spy
But that's the whole concept I guess, I don't really have a choise :(

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