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Offline Shady Milady

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Re: OFFICIAL RADULAR TPPC.MESSED PODCAST THREAD!!!
« Reply #75 on: December 12, 2016, 02:21:08 AM »
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Re: OFFICIAL RADULAR TPPC.MESSED PODCAST THREAD!!!
« Reply #76 on: December 13, 2016, 01:05:52 AM »
ok ok

I was watching my father masturbate to the dead dog that was halfway buried in our backyard. With one foot sticking out of the ground, my father took aim and landed a hot steamy load on the crusty paw of old dead Max. This was a usual Friday night for my family but something was off. Something didn't feel right. I turned my camera off (I was filming myself masturbating to my father masturbating to our dead dog) and ran back into the house. Billows of smoke filled our kitchen. In an instant I was coughing and gasping for clean air but only more smoke entered my lungs. I collapsed to the ground beneath the smoke, holding my boner hoping to regain a sense of balance. I kept gagging and gagging. That part felt familiar. :) My eyes filled with water. With my one free arm I wiped the tears from my face. I knew I had only moments before the smoke inhalation would take me to see old Max. "Fire extinguisher. Fire extinguisher." All I could think of was "get to the fire extinguisher." As I began to crawl out of the kitchen I involuntarily orgasmed into my Hulk Hogan fanny pack. Thoughts of my untimely cruel demise had aroused me more than any yank session with my Dad ever could. I pulled down my pants and began to eat the freshly milked semen. I remembered reading something about Bear Grills and protein. I mean, I thought it was the right move. All fueled up, I made way to the fire extinguisher on all-fours. I felt the spirit of Old Max overtaking my body. It was like Great Grandpa John once said,"Cum on my face once, call me a dog's bed. Cum on my face twice and call me a cab home." I never knew what it meant but I felt comfort in remembering it. AHA! I found the fire extinguisher. It was lodged between my fathers austin power's DVD's and a VHS copy of Richards Simmons "Call me a cab because last night was crazy" 1 hour work out routine video. Now, I knew the extinguisher was an older model so I had to get the thick, black nozzle head to extend all the way before using it. Remember, I only have one free hand so I had to improvise. I wrapped my mouth around the thick black nozzle and began to lube it up with my saliva. I knew the locking mechanism would disengage as long as I used my throat a lot and made sure not to use any teeth. Success! The nozzle extended and was ready for immediate use. But first, I needed a cigarette. I stood up and sprayed the entire house down. The smoke cleared and there was no sign of a fire. I had saved the day. I was a hero. Max's Spirit was looking down upon on me. Suddenly screams! Terrible screams. The type of screams only Max knew of. The walls, covered in a foamy white, began to move. It was a true horror show. I thought I was losing my mind but I remembered what my great uncle once told me,"Never tell your parents that we hang out". I was comforted yet again by the achy memories of passed on family members. I calmed down and realized the walls weren't coming to life but that I had sprayed my sister and her guest with a hot steamy load of fire extinguisher foam. Honestly, why are you still reading this milady? I apologized profusely and began to lick the foam off their bodies starting with their shoes. I always hated the taste of shoes but like my great grandmother franchesca used to say, "Please stop hitting me John! Not in front of the dog!" After a quick cleanup I discovered the fire had started due to a faulty wire in our microwave. It's like my mother used to say, "there's a faulty wire in the microwave." Anyway, my father died that day. After I ran into the house the thought of me perishing wearing nothing but a hulk hogan fanny pack excited my father to the point of voluntary-involuntary hands-free orgasm. The climax killed him instantly. It's like Old Max used to say, "Please stop hitting me, I'm only dog." Well that about does it for me. I'm off to go bust a nut on my father's grave. I didn't bury him all the way. Half his body is sticking out of the ground. I get so erect when my balls brush up against his cold, dirty mustache. It's like my great great great russian grandfather once said, "If a man can not bust a nut on his fathers grave, I do not wish to be a man. Maybe I will become dog."

The end.
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Re: OFFICIAL RADULAR TPPC.MESSED PODCAST THREAD!!!
« Reply #77 on: December 13, 2016, 02:06:58 AM »
too soon, spaz. too soon.



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Re: OFFICIAL RADULAR TPPC.MESSED PODCAST THREAD!!!
« Reply #78 on: December 13, 2016, 09:53:52 AM »
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Re: OFFICIAL RADULAR TPPC.MESSED PODCAST THREAD!!!
« Reply #79 on: December 13, 2016, 10:50:32 AM »
too soon, spaz. too soon.



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fuck you read it
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