My mom gave me a lollipop so i ate it and

My mom gave me a lollipop so i ate it and then i passed out. I woke up and in the chucky cheeses ball pin and got up then passed out again and woke up in the mall with this

dildo in my booty and i tried to take it out but

it felt so good in there and i decided to leave it in there for the future when we decide to have a good party at my firends

Satanic baptism. So there it was, just sitting like a trucker on a bar stool which meant

that any number of unfortunate maladies could be in it's future, or even currently causing pain, inflammation, or blockage. I'm no proctologist but

I played one on TV so I know my way around a**holes. (My agent was one.) My recommendation is to eat plenty of fruit and take up badmitton. Why? Hey, I'm no brain surgeon but

when you're bad, I put on my mittens and start walloping you in the face until you can't see straight. Then I stomp your feet until they're flat. But back to my illustrious TV job.

I was a kitten. The fact that i can type and read in English led to me have a reality TV show. During my tenure as a reality TV star, I started learning how to box. This helped

me to quickly and efficiently gift wrap the presents I sent to my many fans. A genuine turd from the talking Kitty bedded in my patented cat litter. Reality finally caught up to me