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Topic: Dan was fifty thousand feet tall, and could fit inside a regular-sized thimble.. (Read 1328 times)
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Mr. Pony
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Dan was fifty thousand feet tall, and could fit inside a regular-sized thimble
by Mr. Pony
Dan was fifty thousand feet tall, and could fit inside a regular-sized thimble. Just then, he got a boner! The boner smelled so bad that that everyone had to go to hospital. There, they all took turns masturbating. They could have all done it at once, but they were conserver. The hospital laundry caught fire from all the masturbating and that was the time when the Governor got involved. He said, "Stop all your masturbating and come with me!" They got into the Governor's New Ford F-150 and left the laundry to burn. Eventually, the hospital burned down!
Meanwhile, Dan was sad. His boner smelled very terrible but he couldn't get away from it. He went all around, but his boner seemed to followed him. He went to the left, and his smelly boner was right there beside him. When he went down, there was the thimble. It was as if the thimble was laughing at him! Dan started to cry.
Just then, the Governor pulled up in his New Ford F-150. "Now!" his honor shouted! "Get out o' my New Ford F-150 and do your thing!"
They all jumped to the ground and put their pants down. They all masturbated and masturbated at Dan. Dan screamed like a lady. His smelly boner flopped up and down like a pelican's head.
At first, nothing happened, because Dan was so super-big. BUT THEN Dan caught fire, just like so much hospital laundry!! He burned and burned until there was nothing left but the thimble, which glowed orange like a red hot piece of metal. Dan's smelly boner was gone, too! Burned!
Everyone cheered. They promoted the Governor to the Mayor, and they all drove to his new office in his New Ford F-150. The Governor (now Mayor) still wears the thimble around his neck to this day as a symbol of his great victory, and it still glows orange to this day, too! His new office had a soda machine.
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« Last Edit: May 14, 2006, 11:00:56 PM by Mr. Pony »
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madox g.m.
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Straight from the pony's arse, I should say. Smelly. Sticky. Probably senile lubricity posing as juvenile inflamation. Why don't you use both hands for masturbation, and away from writing? 
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