Contracting the muscles of his stomach, he reaches around for Kevin’s scraggly mane of hair and pulls him closer. He moans in pleasure for 2.5 seconds, the amount of time it takes his colon to launch a mixed blast of cheeseburger and french fry casserole onto his face, up his nose, into his mouth. He’s so startled by the act that he hardly even realizes what’s taken place: that he has shat a soupy milkshake of hellish proportions into the very face of his ego. Here comes the inevitable shit scoop with the hand, the open mouth stare of bewilderment, a pissed off guy who says “Here’s a little sweetness, bitch”, and a final death blow, the fist of doom, the feces knuckle sandwich that sends him flying backward and into the corner of the bathtub.
nice writting, but that is just weird!!! Almost as bad as the preverbial shit bomb that sprayed to all 4 corners of the room... :) am I right Kristopher, Steve-o and Brian? Heheh :)
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