LOOK... I WROTE A PORNO!
Sep. 25th, 2002 07:26 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
transomwhiplassSexiest thing since Sliced Bread
by Sammeh
Make your own at: Porn-o-matic!
There you are, lounging around the public library wearing nothing but Saran wrap when suddenly the vibrator goes off. Surprised, you stash the inflatable sheep under the couch and are happy to see four Jehovah's Witnesses sensuously eating a popsicle. As the cheesy music begins you can't help yourself, so you yawn, amused by the size of the zuchini that confronts you. Before you know it a car pulls up and it's the Dallas Chamber of Commerce calling your name and pointing to their crotches. Being the gracious host, you spank all of them, much to their delight.
The air is thick with the smell of someone's cheap perfume as 795.45 people are now writhing in a pile on the hood of the car riding. You're completely absorbed in it, never having enjoyed so many people riding at once.
Suddenly you look up and see Barbara Walters staring at you and you grin foolishly. You're caught! They give you a chalkboard so you can keep score next time and you turn them over to the Jehovah's Witnesses as the cheesy music fades out.
The End.
Ohh.. and lookie at the icon I customized!
by Sammeh
Make your own at: Porn-o-matic!
There you are, lounging around the public library wearing nothing but Saran wrap when suddenly the vibrator goes off. Surprised, you stash the inflatable sheep under the couch and are happy to see four Jehovah's Witnesses sensuously eating a popsicle. As the cheesy music begins you can't help yourself, so you yawn, amused by the size of the zuchini that confronts you. Before you know it a car pulls up and it's the Dallas Chamber of Commerce calling your name and pointing to their crotches. Being the gracious host, you spank all of them, much to their delight.
The air is thick with the smell of someone's cheap perfume as 795.45 people are now writhing in a pile on the hood of the car riding. You're completely absorbed in it, never having enjoyed so many people riding at once.
Suddenly you look up and see Barbara Walters staring at you and you grin foolishly. You're caught! They give you a chalkboard so you can keep score next time and you turn them over to the Jehovah's Witnesses as the cheesy music fades out.
The End.
Ohh.. and lookie at the icon I customized!
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Date: 2002-09-26 12:53 pm (UTC)