Proper Dicktion  

tmorethorhor1111 91M
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9/9/2005 8:37 pm

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3/5/2006 9:27 pm

Proper Dicktion


There was no politically correct in '73'.What we called it was dictionary talk...you know...she slid her slithering slit,sensually,somewhat slow and slutty.He humped heeping hemeroids,of hairless hurculean homophobic he-men.So anyway,John and I were sitting around frothing ferousious,fornicating flatuations,when we got the bright idea to liven things up a little.Gloria was this parties host but unluckily for her,she had passed out.Head on her chest in her lazyboy,drooling into her unfinished beer with her dentures oh so unflatteringly afoul.Now,normally,we prefer harmless pranks,but this we could not resist.Hiking her dress up around her lap and dangling her legs spread eagle over the arms of the chair,I wedged her dentures vertically and smilingly into her twat.Placing the beer firmly back in one hand with flowers in the other.....well,as you can imagine,this created quite a rucus.People began to shove and shout,arms were flailing and then it happened.-----swung at me,I ducked,he punches ------'s girlfriend,------ gets upset at the sight of blood and starts sobbing.Meanwhile,everybody leaps forward intent on stopping a potential melee,in fact this causes panic and everyone starts pounding on oneanother.Durring all the excitement,I'm now at the bottom of the pile-on.So I crawl,just when I clear the thrashing tantrum,it begins to roll from it's own momentum,across the living room demolishing every stick of furniture in it's path like the juggernaut it has become.Up and over the couch,through the bay window,12 feet below into the front yard.Bodies splaid in various moaning,bleeding postures.Somebody yells "POLICE"and in about 30 secounds there's no one left except the owner and myself.Yeah,John's still there,but as usual,he's passed out,so he doesn't count.Arranging the best possible restoration/financial restitution deal for myself,I begin hitchhicking home,1:30 am,18 miles from town,shreaded t-shirt and jeans ripped from the zipper all the way up the back, exposing my ass.Only took 3 weeks to pay that one off.3 weeks without a spare cent.descent,remittance and farewell...........

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