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JOEL GET ON SKYPE

Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
I require dong,
And a cig, too.

A cigarette balances between my fingers as i think.
"A cigarette is like a dong, they both like to swish around in your mouth juices a while. They both use similar terminology, such as a smoked dong and a smoked cig. Even with these similarities, they do share vast differences in my eyes. I like cigs. I don't like dongs. I like cigs in my mouth and on fire. I don't like dongs in my mouth and on fire. Only in my rectum, swishing around in the melting pot of junk food that finds a swift and brisk escape through my tushy."

This is my story.

>I was only 9 years old
>I loved Shrek so much, I had all the merchandise and movies
>I pray to Shrek every night before bed, thanking him for the life I've been given
>"Shrek is love" I say; "Shrek is life"
>My dad hears me and calls me a ♥♥♥♥♥♥
>I know he was just jealous of my devotion for Shrek
>I called him a ♥♥♥♥
>He slaps me and sends me to go to sleep
>I'm crying now, and my face hurts
>I lay in bed and it's really cold
>Suddenly, a warmth is moving towards me
>It's Shrek
>I am so happy
He whispers into my ear "This is my swamp."
>He grabs me with his powerful ogre hands and puts me down onto my hands and knees
>I'm ready
>I spread my ass-cheeks for Shrek
>He penetrates my butt-hole
>It hurts so much but I do it for Shrek
>I can feel my butt tearing as my eyes start to water
>I push against his force
>I want to please Shrek
>He roars in a mighty roar as he fills my butt with his love
>My dad walks in
>Shrek looks him straight in the eyes and says "It's all ogre now."
>Shrek leaves through my window
>Shrek is love. Shrek is life.