As my house fell away into the crevice below

As my house fell away into the crevice below I lamented my own misfortune, yet I could not help feeling pride for the explosive batch of lamingtons that set off
in strategic areas across the Midwest, effectively drawing a rudimentary picture of mammary glands the size of two Minnesotas on satellite imagery. Feeling loud and proud, I
stood up and announced, "Everybody, this i my last day. That being said..." I walked over to Dave and wiped that stupid grin off his face by slapping him. With a chainsaw.
His face was cut in two at his brows. It happened so fast, he died with the stupid grin still stuck on his face. Then i shouted a challenge as load as i could 'Come forth! Come!'
And cum they did, every one of them. It would have been a rather glorious thing to see, had I not been sitting in the middle of it, like a game of soggy biscuit with my mouth open.
My fantasy of being used by countless pastry-topping applicators was finally fulfilled -- yet the emptiness had not yet left my heart.
All the frosting in the world couldn't satiate my lust, or bring back Margaret.
But Nutella could revive her - well, at least that's what the label claimed, just below "Trans Fat Free." I was willing to try anything (despite that fiasco with the POM juice), so
i mixed Nutella with water and clean her body with it. It worked, through my hopes of being married with her were destroyed because he hates Nutella.
I thought, "Well, c'est la vie. I guess I'll have to find someone else who loves a thick spread of Nutella." And that's how I eventually met and married you.

Started: 2011-04-21 07:37:10
Finished: 2011-04-23 17:12:22

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