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young'n climber
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young'n climber
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- Joined: Tue Oct 07, 2003 8:31 pm
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I want to savor myself by sticking a bananna into my beautiful rectum and pinching it shut with all my might in order to severe the bananna. This will leave a portion of the bananna in my colon which I will let rot and make a welcome home for any insects that would like to live there. I will call this the disneyland of rectum banannas for the homeless. I will then, in three years, push this bannana out of my rectum and smear all over my body for any people that would like to consume.
It's a dog eat dog world out there!
I saw her at Miguel's and thought she was a hot momma. I heard she was a hippie chick sport climber and knew she would want nothing to do with an heavy drinking trad thug like myself so I wrote her off.
A few weeks later I saw her at Climb Time Cincinnati and luckily I had my adorable little beagle Tucker with me (RIP). She immediately took the bait (thanks Tucker) and began petting him. That's when I got my chance to lay my charm upon her plus take my shirt off and boulder in front of her.
We went out later that night and I couldn't keep my eyes off her. I had this sick feeling in my stomach like I HAD to have her. I was obsessed. We went to a bar with a couple of friends and just before it was time to leave, I left out early. I found her car and picked the lock. I jumped in the back seat and hid for a few hours until she came out. Just when I heard her coming up to the car, I had a let out a little fart and some juice accidentally came out of my ass. There was no way I was escaping the smell. She got into her car, started it and began driving. I saw her nose twitching and I was thinking "Oh god...please don't turn around!". Sure enough, she looked in the back seat and saw me. I immediately jumped up and gagged her with a rag I found in back. The car veered off the road and onto a sidewalk (almost hitting some pedestrians). I jumped out and they saw the stain in back of my pants and ran. I pushed Michelle into the passenger's seat and I took the wheel. I drove back to my house in Loveland while holding a plastic knife to Michelle. We pulled up to my house, I opened the door and she took off running. I chased her down the road until she couldn't run anymore. I grabbed her and dragged her back to my house and threw her in the basement. I kept her there for a few months while playing some subliminal message my friend at the University of Cincinnati Psychology Department made for me when I was trying to quit cutting myself. This had no effect on her so I changed the words around to say "You will love Ray".
A few months later I opened the basement door again and Michelle came walking up the stairs with a huge smile on her face. The plan worked! I had her for life. She has loved me ever since and I am thankful for it. All I have to say is if you want something do whatever it takes to get it.
A few weeks later I saw her at Climb Time Cincinnati and luckily I had my adorable little beagle Tucker with me (RIP). She immediately took the bait (thanks Tucker) and began petting him. That's when I got my chance to lay my charm upon her plus take my shirt off and boulder in front of her.
We went out later that night and I couldn't keep my eyes off her. I had this sick feeling in my stomach like I HAD to have her. I was obsessed. We went to a bar with a couple of friends and just before it was time to leave, I left out early. I found her car and picked the lock. I jumped in the back seat and hid for a few hours until she came out. Just when I heard her coming up to the car, I had a let out a little fart and some juice accidentally came out of my ass. There was no way I was escaping the smell. She got into her car, started it and began driving. I saw her nose twitching and I was thinking "Oh god...please don't turn around!". Sure enough, she looked in the back seat and saw me. I immediately jumped up and gagged her with a rag I found in back. The car veered off the road and onto a sidewalk (almost hitting some pedestrians). I jumped out and they saw the stain in back of my pants and ran. I pushed Michelle into the passenger's seat and I took the wheel. I drove back to my house in Loveland while holding a plastic knife to Michelle. We pulled up to my house, I opened the door and she took off running. I chased her down the road until she couldn't run anymore. I grabbed her and dragged her back to my house and threw her in the basement. I kept her there for a few months while playing some subliminal message my friend at the University of Cincinnati Psychology Department made for me when I was trying to quit cutting myself. This had no effect on her so I changed the words around to say "You will love Ray".
A few months later I opened the basement door again and Michelle came walking up the stairs with a huge smile on her face. The plan worked! I had her for life. She has loved me ever since and I am thankful for it. All I have to say is if you want something do whatever it takes to get it.
Yo Ray jack dynomite! Listen to my beat box! Bew ch ch pff BEW ch ch pfff! Sweet!
-Horatio
-Horatio