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i saw an acidic pu nanny once..
it was bubblin man, like a witches brew...
perhaps, more like a waffle in a pan.. n it was blue.
 

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chewbacca? i thought you called it hung so low?

i did.. but shes dogging me man..
really, im not that small.. her taco is just too damn big.. like the mariana trench.. deep homie... deep.
all the dick pressure over the years..inflated that balloon past the point of no return...
im ashamed.. but im not really
 

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maybe its just guilt..

that same guilt i had telling her how i use to fantasize about face fucking joan rivers. something about that plastic face just made me want to choke that ***** out.
 

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maybe its just guilt..

that same guilt i had telling her how i use to fantasize about face fucking joan rivers. something about that plastic face just made me want to choke that ***** out.

its not as bad as the time i had sex with that girl on the rag after school on the home ec counter. the next day people were making dough where her blood and my jiz had dried.. and they were drying their hands on the towels i wiped my **** off wit.. that was sick.. but funny.. oh the guilt
 

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its not as bad as the time i had sex with that girl on the rag after school on the home ec counter. the next day people were making dough where her blood and my jiz had dried.. and they were drying their hands on the towels i wiped my **** off wit.. that was sick.. but funny..

dude you just need to think about other things...

sometimes.. i picture a small birds nest...
something small, perhaps for a nice little hummingbird..

i really place the image in my head..

how the twigs delicately wrap round one another like its french braid hair or sumin..
then i cut a hole through through the center of that image.. like the nest is a doughnut..
and thats exaclty what a really hairy penetrated arse looks like..
 

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dude you just need to think about other things...

sometimes.. i picture a small birds nest...
something small, perhaps for a nice little hummingbird..

i really place the image in my head..

how the twigs delicately wrap round one another like its a french braid hair or sumin..
then i cut a hole through through the center of that image.. like the nest is a doughnut..
and thats exaclty what a really hairy penetrated arse looks like..

idk man

a pointless matter...some dull obtuse astral matter... does it matter?
entwined fiberless mass of persuasive meaning and less,
my meaning being meaningless.
dont mind my manner in this matter.
its not the eyes that matter in this manor...
it is not the "i" in this man or illusion of a self that matters..
its some mass of irrelevent matter.....
a shattered relefection of some nonsensical recollection.
 

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idk man

a pointless matter...some dull obtuse astral matter... does it matter?
entwined fiberless mass of persuasive meaning and less,
my meaning being meaningless.
dont mind my manner in this matter.
its not the eyes that matter in this manor...
it is not the "i" in this man or illusion of a self that matters..
its some mass of irrelevent matter.....
a shattered relefection of some nonsensical recollection.

reminds me of that one time me and dude doubled on on that white blotter.. motherfucker..
we had been upping it every night.. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 and then we doubled it to 10 fucking hits.. thinking it was the same sheet..

we were wrong.. we ate them and went to go get some weed.. thank ghod me and my homeboy werent the ones driving... 15 minutes in and we were tripping balls.. no build up.. straight to peak.. the most intense worst trip ever..
****.. 15 years later and some days i wonder whether im dead or not.. but life or death goes on man. you just need to rub some dirt on it
 

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reminds me of that one time me and dude doubled on on that white blotter.. motherfucker..
we had been upping it every night.. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 and then we doubled it to 10 fucking hits.. thinking it was the same sheet..

we were wrong.. we ate them and went to go get some weed.. thank ghod me and my homeboy werent the ones driving... 15 minutes in and we were tripping balls.. no build up.. straight to peak.. the most intense worst trip ever..
****.. 15 years later and some days i wonder whether im dead or not.. but life or death goes on man. you just need to rub some dirt on it

yeah the days of tripping..

reminds me of when i got pulled over while trippin balls on some shrooms..
this pig had a hard on for me because i was fucking his niece.. he thought he had me..
4am.. coming home from some keg party.. my ride is full with a bunch of drunk fucks smelling like a brewery.... but they were all over age.. me 18... and this pig is licking his chops.. pulls me to his car and has me blow into a breathalyzer. zero point fucking zero.. ah he was soo pissed... but the **** still got me on speeding.. i told the man.. i was the designated driver and that i didnt drink.. haha

i was sitting in the squad car, the window was caving in, the police officers face looked like a werewolf.. his radio was blaring shit out that i thought was about charlie and the Vietnam war.. mind you it was 1996.. and i had that world series of poker face going.. damn i should play more poker..

who says drugs are bad.. if i wasnt peaking before i got to the keg.. i would of been hit with that dui..
 

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shhihiit man

i was talking to this ticking tocking tick tock clock...
i kept telling the ticking tocking tick tock clock my woes..
and you know what this block of shit had to say to me..
even after everything i had to tell it...
all my deep dark secrets..
the very essence of my being..

it says... tick tock, tick tock..

wtf did i expect though.. it was a ticking tocking tick tock clock.
 

AussieBear

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shhihiit man

i was talking to this ticking talking tick tock clock...
i kept telling the ticking talking tick tock clock my woes..
and you know what this block of shit had to say to me..
even after everything i had to tell it...
all my deep dark secrets..
the very essence of my being..

it says... tick tock, tick tock..

wtf did i expect though.. it was a ticking tick tock talking clock.

thats fucking lame..

you banana boat immigrant motherfuk
 

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ah... led zeppelin..

good taste homoerectus

[video=youtube;TRjH_gJbUqQ]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TRjH_gJbUqQ[/video]
 

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the led

but but but

i digress...
stresses.............
materilized
my mind
obsesses.................
a winters march to a summers band,
withering beneath the halo of a relentless indifferent dying sun.
but i am just one son..
an ember buring upon the decaying red of clay.....
waiting for my ashes to return from whence they came.

skeet skeet
 

AussieBear

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the led

but but but

i digress...
stresses.............
materilized
my mind
obsesses.................
a winters march to a summers band,
withering beneath the halo of a relentless indifferent dying sun.
but i am just one son..
an ember buring upon the decaying red of clay.....
waiting for my ashes to return from whence they came.

skeet skeet

yeah what evsss

nothing is something is anything is everything... blah blah blah

there is no point or meaning to life... so make your own points n meaning.
 
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