to get away

from her tormentor...

the insanely evil

and cleverly disguised

farting clown, Bubbles

O'leary. Meanwhile, back

at the ranch

several of the

pigs were arguing

"Four legs good!"

which made no

pork chops for

me and my

baby polar bear

Albert. Remember Albert?

Later that afternoon

Carl, Albert and

George W. flew

Airforce One to

the Blue Oyster

Cult concert in

Germany @ Wacken

Der Mule Off

, and when they

with HotPink leather

took the stage

the audience exploded

in spontaneous human...

fits of laughter!

Carl, Albert, W...

It would take

another lifetime to

figure out what

the hell is

wrong with their

big, huge members.

Sara, conversely has

the big vagina.




PS: I win. I SOOOO win.

And the stickiest.

Sara was proud

of her malodorous

binbag of mussels

, clams and shrimp

(if you go back and read it from the beginning, you'll pee a little)

see the display modes thing up below where it says log off?

switch it to hybrid mode, and you can scroll thru it pretty quickly without reloads.

But she hated

her tiny bosoms.

Saggy and drooping

like old socks

full of sand.

That's when she

reached down between

her legs, eased

back against the

pulsating shower head

and began to

dream about her

new cotton socks.

At the same

rate of pulsation,

her treadmill would