Tag: humor
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Kor’Thank: A High School Absurdical
There once was a time when you could write freely. When you could put forth crazy-fun stories about Elves, psychics, Gray Alien abductors, or brain-hijacking worms without people getting all up on your writerly nuts. That time has passed. This is 2020. Plague. Riots. Murder hornets. And now? Writing snobs. Not just Grammar Nazis—I’m talking…
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What the dick-gobble is going on, my fellow oral enthusiasts who enjoy either giving or receiving some enthusiastic head that sounds like mac-n-cheese noises on steroids or the GLK-GLK-GLK of an eager frat boy shotgunning beer as fast as he— Hey, hey HEY! How about some foreplay, motherfucker? Eat a little taint before you beat…
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Echo: A Dystopian Science Fiction Novel
[Kent Wayne.] Professor X’s mental presence forms in my head. [Huh? Oh hey Professor. (Guys, be quiet; don’t let Chuck know that we’re—) ] [Oh for God’s sake, Wayne! Are you having another foursome with Jean, Psylocke, and Storm???] Jean and Storm chuckle. Psylocke tickles my bung with the end of her pinkie. “Hey hey…
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What the poop-sploosh is happening, my fellow bathroom transgressors who’ve given in to spur-of-the-moment panic and tried to disguise the horrid, watery splash of your feces by wailing unintelligibly at the top of your lun— Whoa dude, WHOA! Instead of assaulting peoples’ ears with nasty ker-plops or unnecessary screams, why not exercise a little sphincter…
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Kor’Thank: A High School Absurdical
Man, it’s a little past one. Can’t fall asleep… “House—run me a holo-doc.” “Subject?” “The year 2020.” 3-D images appear above my bed. The Great Pandemic, civil unrest, forest fires, swarms of murder hornets…holy shit, I can’t believe it got THIS crazy just a hundred years ago. I glad it’s 2120, where I can laze…
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What the piss-bottle is happening, my fellow lazy-ass Lazers who’ve gotten sick of getting up to go the bathroom and instead started to pee in Gatorade bottles and now reaped the foul fruits of your disgusting practice by accidentally taking a big ol’ gulp of uri— GROSS! Why the hell would you invite the conundrum…
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Echo: A Dystopian Science Fiction Novel
Jerking it…jerking it…jerking it… HO-ACHI-MAMA! Just as a bunch of finger-length tadpoles erupt from my wiener, I realize 2020 has struck again—they immediately aerosolize into a black-tinged mist, sweeping out of my condo with a demonic “OOH-HOO-HA-HA!” Damn you, 2020! THREE SECONDS LATER, KENT WAYNE’S SPERM HAS WREAKED HAVOC ACROSS THE WESTERN SEABOARD, REDUCING ENTIRE…
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What the Roman Face Mask is happening, my fellow big-dicked pranksters who’ve successfully messed with your sleeping friend by placing one testicle in each of their eye sockets, then laying your big ol’ thicky on the line of their nose, approximating the noseguard of a Centurion’s helme— You DEVIANT! Stop posing for the camera with…
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Kor’Thank: A High School Absurdical
Everyone says there’s a male g-spot, but I call bullshit. I’ve spent the last twenty minutes rooting through my butthole and nothing’s happening. Was this just a ploy to make me finger myself? Damn you internet! Sigh. Guess it’s a lost cause. I’m about to pull out when the ground starts shaking. Oh shit—a random…
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What the butt-hair is happening, my fellow anus-shavers who’ve gone about trimming your ass fur like you’re defusing a bomb, sweat beading off your forehead because you can’t stop thinking about this new trend where eating someone’s butt is the cool thing to do so you gotta make sure it looks like a hairless pair…
Kent Wayne 