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Edited by
uk1971
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Mon 09/28/09 04:19 AM
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These may sound bad but the moral at the end is a good one...
I was scared at first. It was very wide, and very long, and it angled straight up. I decided I had to try it once. I slowly and carefully eased myself onto it. It felt weird at first. Then I got used to it. I went up and down, and up and down on it. I was really loving it. Now I ride on escalators all the time. I took my fingers and slowly, and gently stretched it apart. It was so pure and white. I licked it once, twice ... I found I couldn't stop. I licked it faster and faster, and harder. I began to scrape my teeth against it. There it was, in my mouth! All sweet and creamy. I was done. And I threw away the outsides of my Oreo cookies. I squeezed it gently at first, then a little bit harder. There seemed to be more and more of it I moved it towards my lips. It was a strange and new sensation for me. I put it in my mouth and moved it around and around with my tongue. The time soon came when I knew I had to spit it out. It was quite an experience. The 1st time I tasted toothpaste. They were both round and firm. There was only the slightest difference between the two. I took one in my hand and twisted it hard. I used my other hand to grab the other one and twist it hard the other way. Now there's a brighter light bulb in the living room. It was very long, kind of thin. I slid it between my fingers until I got to the end of it. I was turning it on. It became firm in my hands, and the end was wet. Then it got very hard and began gushing out of the tip. Then I took the garden hose and watered the bushes. I knew it could be done. I wanted to try but I didn't know if I could do it. I called my friend. He said he knew how to do it and would teach me. He put his arms around me and started. I watched nervously in the mirror. He finally finished and pulled back slowly. I felt relieved that it was over. I hate neckties. It looked warm and dark, and juicy and inviting. I wasn't sure just what I wanted to do with it. I carefully pulled it apart with my fingers to look into it better. I knew how great it would be if I just started eating it. But I decided to put ketchup on my burger. MORAL??? It is not the word that corrupts the mind, but the mind that corrupts the word. 
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that makes me wanna go watch porn
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So true!
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