no, you can't be my
Printable View
no, you can't be my
hoe, so he went to
THE END
Hahahaha!!!! The stories over now bitches!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :D
now it's not you stupid...
lol...Quote:
Originally Posted by Bongsmith
A new story begins now....
In a galaxy far far away
there was a stupid bongsmith
with a wooden spleen
and a really tiny dick
lol
but got all the ladies
in his dreams, so he
ended the story............THE END
of bongsmith's life you retard
then ganja cat killed gunsmith
for killing the story before
lived happily ever after, amen
to that story so lets
make a longer new story
about an otter that flew
into bongsmith and killed him
using only his pubic hairs
as a really big wig
and wrote a nursery rhyme
about bongsmith, then he went
over bridge and through woods
to his big grandmother's house
who happened to be dry
of all the good dank
but all her juicy beans
coz she was drinking bloodyy marry coctail
that had real blood in it
so she fell back asleep
after she counted some sheep
and took her nightly heroin
with some coke and extascy
and eight tabs of acid
so the bongsmith decided to
go on a raping spree
WHIP OUT HIS INCREDIBLY GNARLED DICK AND SPOOGE ALL OVER THE PRINCESS;S FACE AND SCREAM "MY BUNS ARE BURNING LIKE COALS OF FIRE!!!!!" WHILE THE DRAGON ATE THE LITTLE CHILDREN OF THE VILLAGE AND SHIT HUGE TRUCK SIZED TURDS EVERYWHERE!!!!!
and then....
all went quiet. the autumn leaves blew softly with the wind. a thunder cloud growled softly in the distance. all was calm...too calm. Virgatron scanned the horizon, looking for the castle of El Burrito, but saw nothing but endless fields of grass. something was wrong, he knew it, he felt it in his thigh! he slowly reached for his sword when suddenly..
(darnit ernomito messed me up! you fucker! no offense btw)
and, thus, his herpes flared