The first time I ever kissed a dead man.

2013-07-12 11:11:00 by CabbageClock

Punching a liver and making it weep. Bag that, take it to the dirty. The lipless beauty told me "Stare long enough into the eye of God, and you will see the penis of Satan", quote quote quote. That was enough for the battery to sod it. "Never waste that, go for screen", and the tongue went stir crazy, slapped the tart.

If that isn't enough for tits to shit on tits, then tits to the tits, and settle with the shit.




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2013-07-12 12:06:09

welcome to the place where words come alive, welcome to our world, word world

CabbageClock responds:

You put your trust in the pastry and it bites you on the life. Well-wishers and cow, well-wishers and sultry questionnaires.


2013-07-12 12:08:36

It reminds me of of the eastern freezer; it kept punching until it flamed and boom. What a great handjob; just soft enough, just so cheerfully asexual. My hat dances every day at midnight. Wonder where heshe learnt to drink. Must be the economy.

CabbageClock responds:

If there's salt on the bones, then I'd rather feed them to mother. He likes it under the wheels of the wild buffalo, but not before that. That's no line of cocaine, but a line of cocaine. Fascism rejoice!


2013-07-12 23:24:47

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered Denis Leary,
Over many a quaint a curious volume of forgotten Blorg.
While I nodded, furiously fapping, suddenly there came a slapping,
As of someone gently crapping, crapping at my chamber door.
"Tis some Cabbage," I muttered "crapping at my chamber door.-
Only this and nothing more."

CabbageClock responds:

Quoth Gepetto "Fucking do it."