E-Hump me!
10-10-2009, 07:00 PM
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E-Hump me!
So yes, I am a female, I will give a pic in a few minutes. But first, I have my own personal war story to tell. It didn't happen on the street but in the back seat of my cobalt with a unknown magical mystical creature!
Read more for details!
Troll sat with me on his seat of stone,
And munched and mumbled on his bare old bone;
For many a year he had gnawed it near,
For a girl was hard to come by.
Jerk me! Gummer me!
In a cobalt, in the hills he dwelt alone,
And a girl was hard to come by.
Up came WetSexyCobalt with her big boots on.
Said she to Troll: 'Pray, and I will spread!
For it looks like the shin o'***** of my uncle Tim.
But he be a-lyin' in the graveyard.
Caveyard! Paveyard!
This many a year has Tim been gone,
And I thought he were lyin' in the graveyard.'
'My lad,' said Troll, 'this bone I'd rubbed raw.
But what be bones that lie in your hole?
Thy uncle was dead as a lump o' lead,
Afore I found his shinbone.
Tinbone! Skinbone! Mine was bigger!
He can spare a share for a poor old troll,
For he don't need his shinbone.'
Now I have two shinbones for thee my lady!
Said Tom: 'I don't see why the likes o' thee
Without axin' leave should go makin' free
With the skank or the shin o' my father's foreskin;
So grab hold the old bone over!
Up and down, all around!
Though dead he be, it belongs to me;
So jerk furiously me old bone over!'
'For a couple o' pins,' says Troll, and grins,
'I'll eat thee too, and gnaw thy meat curtains!
A bit o' fresh meat will go down sweet!
I'll try my teeth on thee now.
Hee now! See now!
I'm tired o' jerking old bones and skins;
I've a mind to dine on thee now.'
But just as he thought his dinner was caught,
He found his hands had hold of nasty juice.
Before he could mind, Tom slipped behind
And gave her the latex boot to larn her.
Warn him! Darn him!
A bump o' the boot on the seat, Tom thought,
Would be the way to larn him.
But harder than stone is the flesh and boner!
Of a troll that sits in the hills alone.
As well set your boot to the mountain's root,
For the seat of a troll don't feel it.
Peel it! Heal it!
Old Troll laughed, when he heard her groan,
And her knew his toes could feel it.
Her leg is game, since home he came,
And his bootless latex foot is lasting lame;
But Troll don't care, and he's still there
With the bone he boned from its owner.
Doner! Boner!
Troll's old seat is still the same,
And the bone he boned from its owner!
He was really great. You should try it sometime!
Read more for details!
Troll sat with me on his seat of stone,
And munched and mumbled on his bare old bone;
For many a year he had gnawed it near,
For a girl was hard to come by.
Jerk me! Gummer me!
In a cobalt, in the hills he dwelt alone,
And a girl was hard to come by.
Up came WetSexyCobalt with her big boots on.
Said she to Troll: 'Pray, and I will spread!
For it looks like the shin o'***** of my uncle Tim.
But he be a-lyin' in the graveyard.
Caveyard! Paveyard!
This many a year has Tim been gone,
And I thought he were lyin' in the graveyard.'
'My lad,' said Troll, 'this bone I'd rubbed raw.
But what be bones that lie in your hole?
Thy uncle was dead as a lump o' lead,
Afore I found his shinbone.
Tinbone! Skinbone! Mine was bigger!
He can spare a share for a poor old troll,
For he don't need his shinbone.'
Now I have two shinbones for thee my lady!
Said Tom: 'I don't see why the likes o' thee
Without axin' leave should go makin' free
With the skank or the shin o' my father's foreskin;
So grab hold the old bone over!
Up and down, all around!
Though dead he be, it belongs to me;
So jerk furiously me old bone over!'
'For a couple o' pins,' says Troll, and grins,
'I'll eat thee too, and gnaw thy meat curtains!
A bit o' fresh meat will go down sweet!
I'll try my teeth on thee now.
Hee now! See now!
I'm tired o' jerking old bones and skins;
I've a mind to dine on thee now.'
But just as he thought his dinner was caught,
He found his hands had hold of nasty juice.
Before he could mind, Tom slipped behind
And gave her the latex boot to larn her.
Warn him! Darn him!
A bump o' the boot on the seat, Tom thought,
Would be the way to larn him.
But harder than stone is the flesh and boner!
Of a troll that sits in the hills alone.
As well set your boot to the mountain's root,
For the seat of a troll don't feel it.
Peel it! Heal it!
Old Troll laughed, when he heard her groan,
And her knew his toes could feel it.
Her leg is game, since home he came,
And his bootless latex foot is lasting lame;
But Troll don't care, and he's still there
With the bone he boned from its owner.
Doner! Boner!
Troll's old seat is still the same,
And the bone he boned from its owner!
He was really great. You should try it sometime!
welcome i guess
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