An old saggy hag was running through the

An old saggy hag was running through the street naked as can be running into a stop sign with a draft causing her breasts to smack her in the face.

As an expression of pleasurment formed across her face at the fact that she was getting beat by her saggy titys she thought about her son Halie's giant....

wale hump back and began to puke everywhere

like chunky chowdery continents. The gulls fell on it in a frenzy. The gobbled up the bubbly bile. He broke through the surface, gasping for air and got a mouth full of whale hurl.

For him, this was freedom. Whale sick and cannibal gulls were the whole reason he got in line for Pirates of the Caribbean anyway. They'd closed it down last time, and he wasn't

amused with this so-called amusement park. So, he took to drinking. Heavily. This allowed him to

it retrospect he had been wrong to accept a 6-pack from the old woman with the broomstick, but she had kind eyes and he had been thirsty. Now he was worried that the beer was

almost gone and he didn't see the old lady around anywhere. He really should have soaked her for at least a 12er seeing that she had a good job sweeping up and all. His insides

had finally been aligned with his outsides. Old lady, my ass!, he laughed quietly as he finished cleaning up the mess, enjoying the irony in his private joke.