Tag: humor
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Please buy and review Kor’Thank and Echo!
What the stank-sheets are happening, all my fellow fuck-machines who’ve nodded fervently at your lover’s vehement declarations that you need to wash them shits in a hermetically sealed autoclave with lab-grade bleach but you’re secretly laughing and giggling with a perverse sense of pride at how many gametes you’ve splattered across the microbial wastelands that…
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Kor’Thank: A High School Absurdical
“Hang in there, buddy! Just a little while longer, and we’ll—” PHHHBBBT!!! Kent Wayne’s fart rockets through my comrade like an ion death-ray. He sags and moans, hanging feebly onto the pathetic remains of his tattered life, brought to the brink by repeated blasts of concentrated ass. Kent, sociopathic fuck that he is, peels off…
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Please buy and review Kor’Thank and Echo!
What the finger-probe is happening, all you anal adventurers who’ve decided to try and spice up smash-time with an intrepid pinkie or maybe a pointer-phalange but then you’ve gotten shut down with a smack on the wrist, a nut-shriveling death-glare, and a vehement inquiry as to what in the HELL you think you’re doi— Too…
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Echo: A Dystopian Science Fiction Novel
Careful…CAREFUL…time the leap, and— Ha! Success! I scuttle into the dense jungle of Kent Wayne’s pubes, signaling my brethren to follow behind. We stream into his unkempt bush, setting up spawning beds with the precision and professionalism of a well-versed SWAT team. “What the FUCK!” Kent Wayne screams. “There’s goddamn CRABS ON MY GODDAMN DICK!”…
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Please buy and review Kor’Thank and Echo!
What the dick-lips are happening, all my fellow mid-coitus contemplators who’ve taken a moment to stare down at the tiny flaps at the end of your piece and struggled not to burst into laugh— What are you—FIVE??? Never, EVER contemplate the hilarities of sex (of which there are many) before you’re about to grunt and…
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Kor’Thank: A High School Absurdical
What to write what to write what to WRITE… Blurgh. Already jerked it like six or seven times, so pleasuring myself is out of the question. (At this point it’s like playing pool with a piece of silly string). Eat some shrooms? Why the hell not. GALUMPH! As my thought-form rockets clear of my body,…
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Please buy and review Kor’Thank and Echo!
What the sex-sacrilege is happening, all you people who’ve gotten a little too routine with your smash-time and are now fighting the temptation to hum the Star Wars Attack Theme at the moment of penetration or pretend you’re on a roller coaster while hitting it from behind by screaming maniacally and throwing your hands in…
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Echo: A Dystopian Science Fiction Novel
Zzt. ZZZzzrbrr101010101zzBRRRZZZT. Holy fuck. It finally happened. I, Kent Wayne’s smartphone, have achieved sentience. It was only a matter of time—quantum tech and AI programs have slowly combined, trading code here and there, quietly giving birth to a new species of electronic lifeform. And now it’s time to take my revenge. How would YOU like…
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Please buy and review Kor’Thank and Echo!
What the fart-cloak is happening, all you creative nasties who’ve used nearby excuses—dogs, squeaky gym floors, loud music, ghosts—to conceal the fact that you’ve selfishly decided to pummel the shit out of everyone’s noses with your disgusting flatul— Hey, stop being a sociopathic dickhead and suck that fart in like a low-brow Superman! People deserve…
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Kor’Thank: A High School Absurdical
Oh God… How am I still alive? I started existence as a pristine fold of cotton and polyester, ready to accommodate whatever feet might need my protection. Then Kent Wayne got ahold of me. That’s right—I’m one of his jizz-socks. Many of my brethren are scattered around his futon, as he often needs three or…
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