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Post by splosh00 on Aug 25, 2002 12:46:14 GMT -5
The story starts 200 years from now in a large city located near what is now known as pittsburgh. It centers around our loveable yet somewhat mysterious hero Kama Sutra. The hero is named after a book of love which his parents were deeply in love with and forced their divorce. Now you may be asking "who wrote the book of love?".
I'm here to tell you it was me, kiddies, your good ol' gay pal Dan Panic, the new king of the man-to-man love game and former Screeching Weasel drummer, so not only did I write the Kama Sutra, I am also writing what you are reading this very second; imagine that, a gay man describing not only how to make love to a woman in a number of ways, but also describing the life of a bright young stag named Kama Sutra (who I'd obviously love to nail).
SPRING - APRIL 20, 2202
Young Kama awoke on this day just like he had awoken all previous days of his life ... Naked! He awoke naked because when he wears chothes to bed he strangles himself. So he hopped out of bed and flipped through the jizz-stained pages of the Electronic Fraggers magazine that was on the floor next to the broken golfing trophy he one when he was in seventh grade. Not only did he "one" the trophy but he broke the trophy off of his head 3 times and glued it back together every time. Suddenly it all came back to him; the fights, lawyer, court room, and most importantly the judges harsh words "The Coca Cola Company will never make Pepsi Blue again!"; he sighed.
CHAPTER 2
Excuse me says a blond girl sitting next to Kama on the bus. Kama, who had dozed off just minutes ago to dream about Thrush his favorite fragger of all, slowly opened one eye and moved it about looking for the beautiful voice that disturbed his slumber. Then he notices the mose beatifull girl he ever saw and he jolts up in amazment and hits he head off of a bar. "Uhhhhhhhh whoops," he said bashfully. His face was red and his pants were tight and the girl flirtfully asked, "will you please scoot over, I have a bum leg and I would just die if I had to sit ALL the way back there." " Woah there, I ain't no activist, now get in the back where you bleong. Who do you think you are Rosa Parks! he replied.
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Post by Ahmed Johnson on Aug 25, 2002 14:53:21 GMT -5
The story starts 200 years from now in a large city located near what is now known as pittsburgh. It centers around our loveable yet somewhat mysterious hero Kama Sutra. The hero is named after a book of love which his parents were deeply in love with and forced their divorce. Now you may be asking "who wrote the book of love?".
I'm here to tell you it was me, kiddies, your good ol' gay pal Dan Panic, the new king of the man-to-man love game and former Screeching Weasel drummer, so not only did I write the Kama Sutra, I am also writing what you are reading this very second; imagine that, a gay man describing not only how to make love to a woman in a number of ways, but also describing the life of a bright young stag named Kama Sutra (who I'd obviously love to nail).
SPRING - APRIL 20, 2202
Young Kama awoke on this day just like he had awoken all previous days of his life ... Naked! He awoke naked because when he wears chothes to bed he strangles himself. So he hopped out of bed and flipped through the jizz-stained pages of the Electronic Fraggers magazine that was on the floor next to the broken golfing trophy he one when he was in seventh grade. Not only did he "one" the trophy but he broke the trophy off of his head 3 times and glued it back together every time. Suddenly it all came back to him; the fights, lawyer, court room, and most importantly the judges harsh words "The Coca Cola Company will never make Pepsi Blue again!"; he sighed.
CHAPTER 2
Excuse me says a blond girl sitting next to Kama on the bus. Kama, who had dozed off just minutes ago to dream about Thrush his favorite fragger of all, slowly opened one eye and moved it about looking for the beautiful voice that disturbed his slumber. Then he notices the mose beatifull girl he ever saw and he jolts up in amazment and hits he head off of a bar. "Uhhhhhhhh whoops," he said bashfully. His face was red and his pants were tight and the girl flirtfully asked, "will you please scoot over, I have a bum leg and I would just die if I had to sit ALL the way back there."
"Woah there, I ain't no activist, now get in the back where you bleong. Who do you think you are Rosa Parks!" he replied. After saying this he knew he had blew his chance and simultaneously blew his load all over the inside of his khaki shorts leaving a nasty noticeable blotch.
PENGUINCLASSICS
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Post by Mr. Danger on Aug 26, 2002 11:47:08 GMT -5
The story starts 200 years from now in a large city located near what is now known as pittsburgh. It centers around our loveable yet somewhat mysterious hero Kama Sutra. The hero is named after a book of love which his parents were deeply in love with and forced their divorce. Now you may be asking "who wrote the book of love?".
I'm here to tell you it was me, kiddies, your good ol' gay pal Dan Panic, the new king of the man-to-man love game and former Screeching Weasel drummer, so not only did I write the Kama Sutra, I am also writing what you are reading this very second; imagine that, a gay man describing not only how to make love to a woman in a number of ways, but also describing the life of a bright young stag named Kama Sutra (who I'd obviously love to nail).
SPRING - APRIL 20, 2202
Young Kama awoke on this day just like he had awoken all previous days of his life ... Naked! He awoke naked because when he wears chothes to bed he strangles himself. So he hopped out of bed and flipped through the jizz-stained pages of the Electronic Fraggers magazine that was on the floor next to the broken golfing trophy he one when he was in seventh grade. Not only did he "one" the trophy but he broke the trophy off of his head 3 times and glued it back together every time. Suddenly it all came back to him; the fights, lawyer, court room, and most importantly the judges harsh words "The Coca Cola Company will never make Pepsi Blue again!"; he sighed.
CHAPTER 2
Excuse me says a blond girl sitting next to Kama on the bus. Kama, who had dozed off just minutes ago to dream about Thrush his favorite fragger of all, slowly opened one eye and moved it about looking for the beautiful voice that disturbed his slumber. Then he notices the mose beatifull girl he ever saw and he jolts up in amazment and hits he head off of a bar. "Uhhhhhhhh whoops," he said bashfully. His face was red and his pants were tight and the girl flirtfully asked, "will you please scoot over, I have a bum leg and I would just die if I had to sit ALL the way back there."
"Woah there, I ain't no activist, now get in the back where you bleong. Who do you think you are Rosa Parks!" he replied. After saying this he knew he had blew his chance and simultaneously blew his load all over the inside of his khaki shorts leaving a nasty noticeable blotch.
Why am I so stupid he ask himself while picking his nose.
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Post by splosh00 on Aug 26, 2002 16:56:11 GMT -5
The story starts 200 years from now in a large city located near what is now known as pittsburgh. It centers around our loveable yet somewhat mysterious hero Kama Sutra. The hero is named after a book of love which his parents were deeply in love with and forced their divorce. Now you may be asking "who wrote the book of love?".
I'm here to tell you it was me, kiddies, your good ol' gay pal Dan Panic, the new king of the man-to-man love game and former Screeching Weasel drummer, so not only did I write the Kama Sutra, I am also writing what you are reading this very second; imagine that, a gay man describing not only how to make love to a woman in a number of ways, but also describing the life of a bright young stag named Kama Sutra (who I'd obviously love to nail).
SPRING - APRIL 20, 2202
Young Kama awoke on this day just like he had awoken all previous days of his life ... Naked! He awoke naked because when he wears chothes to bed he strangles himself. So he hopped out of bed and flipped through the jizz-stained pages of the Electronic Fraggers magazine that was on the floor next to the broken golfing trophy he one when he was in seventh grade. Not only did he "one" the trophy but he broke the trophy off of his head 3 times and glued it back together every time. Suddenly it all came back to him; the fights, lawyer, court room, and most importantly the judges harsh words "The Coca Cola Company will never make Pepsi Blue again!"; he sighed.
CHAPTER 2
Excuse me says a blond girl sitting next to Kama on the bus. Kama, who had dozed off just minutes ago to dream about Thrush his favorite fragger of all, slowly opened one eye and moved it about looking for the beautiful voice that disturbed his slumber. Then he notices the mose beatifull girl he ever saw and he jolts up in amazment and hits he head off of a bar. "Uhhhhhhhh whoops," he said bashfully. His face was red and his pants were tight and the girl flirtfully asked, "will you please scoot over, I have a bum leg and I would just die if I had to sit ALL the way back there."
"Woah there, I ain't no activist, now get in the back where you bleong. Who do you think you are Rosa Parks!" he replied. After saying this he knew he had blew his chance and simultaneously blew his load all over the inside of his khaki shorts leaving a nasty noticeable blotch.
Why am I so stupid he ask himself while picking his nose. A flashback ensues.....
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Post by Ahmed Johnson on Aug 27, 2002 12:11:04 GMT -5
The story starts 200 years from now in a large city located near what is now known as pittsburgh. It centers around our loveable yet somewhat mysterious hero Kama Sutra. The hero is named after a book of love which his parents were deeply in love with and forced their divorce. Now you may be asking "who wrote the book of love?".
I'm here to tell you it was me, kiddies, your good ol' gay pal Dan Panic, the new king of the man-to-man love game and former Screeching Weasel drummer, so not only did I write the Kama Sutra, I am also writing what you are reading this very second; imagine that, a gay man describing not only how to make love to a woman in a number of ways, but also describing the life of a bright young stag named Kama Sutra (who I'd obviously love to nail).
SPRING - APRIL 20, 2202
Young Kama awoke on this day just like he had awoken all previous days of his life ... Naked! He awoke naked because when he wears chothes to bed he strangles himself. So he hopped out of bed and flipped through the jizz-stained pages of the Electronic Fraggers magazine that was on the floor next to the broken golfing trophy he one when he was in seventh grade. Not only did he "one" the trophy but he broke the trophy off of his head 3 times and glued it back together every time. Suddenly it all came back to him; the fights, lawyer, court room, and most importantly the judges harsh words "The Coca Cola Company will never make Pepsi Blue again!"; he sighed.
CHAPTER 2
Excuse me says a blond girl sitting next to Kama on the bus. Kama, who had dozed off just minutes ago to dream about Thrush his favorite fragger of all, slowly opened one eye and moved it about looking for the beautiful voice that disturbed his slumber. Then he notices the mose beatifull girl he ever saw and he jolts up in amazment and hits he head off of a bar. "Uhhhhhhhh whoops," he said bashfully. His face was red and his pants were tight and the girl flirtfully asked, "will you please scoot over, I have a bum leg and I would just die if I had to sit ALL the way back there."
"Woah there, I ain't no activist, now get in the back where you bleong. Who do you think you are Rosa Parks!" he replied. After saying this he knew he had blew his chance and simultaneously blew his load all over the inside of his khaki shorts leaving a nasty noticeable blotch.
Why am I so stupid he ask himself while picking his nose. A flashback ensues.....
Strangely enough, it isn't a flashback of his life, but rather a flashback of the hot blonde with the bum leg's life.
HAMLETWASAPUSSY
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Post by Mr. Danger on Aug 29, 2002 11:58:37 GMT -5
The story starts 200 years from now in a large city located near what is now known as pittsburgh. It centers around our loveable yet somewhat mysterious hero Kama Sutra. The hero is named after a book of love which his parents were deeply in love with and forced their divorce. Now you may be asking "who wrote the book of love?".
I'm here to tell you it was me, kiddies, your good ol' gay pal Dan Panic, the new king of the man-to-man love game and former Screeching Weasel drummer, so not only did I write the Kama Sutra, I am also writing what you are reading this very second; imagine that, a gay man describing not only how to make love to a woman in a number of ways, but also describing the life of a bright young stag named Kama Sutra (who I'd obviously love to nail).
SPRING - APRIL 20, 2202
Young Kama awoke on this day just like he had awoken all previous days of his life ... Naked! He awoke naked because when he wears chothes to bed he strangles himself. So he hopped out of bed and flipped through the jizz-stained pages of the Electronic Fraggers magazine that was on the floor next to the broken golfing trophy he one when he was in seventh grade. Not only did he "one" the trophy but he broke the trophy off of his head 3 times and glued it back together every time. Suddenly it all came back to him; the fights, lawyer, court room, and most importantly the judges harsh words "The Coca Cola Company will never make Pepsi Blue again!"; he sighed.
CHAPTER 2
Excuse me says a blond girl sitting next to Kama on the bus. Kama, who had dozed off just minutes ago to dream about Thrush his favorite fragger of all, slowly opened one eye and moved it about looking for the beautiful voice that disturbed his slumber. Then he notices the mose beatifull girl he ever saw and he jolts up in amazment and hits he head off of a bar. "Uhhhhhhhh whoops," he said bashfully. His face was red and his pants were tight and the girl flirtfully asked, "will you please scoot over, I have a bum leg and I would just die if I had to sit ALL the way back there."
"Woah there, I ain't no activist, now get in the back where you bleong. Who do you think you are Rosa Parks!" he replied. After saying this he knew he had blew his chance and simultaneously blew his load all over the inside of his khaki shorts leaving a nasty noticeable blotch.
Why am I so stupid he ask himself while picking his nose. A flashback ensues.....
Strangely enough, it isn't a flashback of his life, but rather a flashback of the hot blonde with the bum leg's life. It was the episode where blach... she lost her memory.
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Post by Ahmed Johnson on Aug 31, 2002 13:53:27 GMT -5
The story starts 200 years from now in a large city located near what is now known as pittsburgh. It centers around our loveable yet somewhat mysterious hero Kama Sutra. The hero is named after a book of love which his parents were deeply in love with and forced their divorce. Now you may be asking "who wrote the book of love?".
I'm here to tell you it was me, kiddies, your good ol' gay pal Dan Panic, the new king of the man-to-man love game and former Screeching Weasel drummer, so not only did I write the Kama Sutra, I am also writing what you are reading this very second; imagine that, a gay man describing not only how to make love to a woman in a number of ways, but also describing the life of a bright young stag named Kama Sutra (who I'd obviously love to nail).
SPRING - APRIL 20, 2202
Young Kama awoke on this day just like he had awoken all previous days of his life ... Naked! He awoke naked because when he wears chothes to bed he strangles himself. So he hopped out of bed and flipped through the jizz-stained pages of the Electronic Fraggers magazine that was on the floor next to the broken golfing trophy he one when he was in seventh grade. Not only did he "one" the trophy but he broke the trophy off of his head 3 times and glued it back together every time. Suddenly it all came back to him; the fights, lawyer, court room, and most importantly the judges harsh words "The Coca Cola Company will never make Pepsi Blue again!"; he sighed.
CHAPTER 2
Excuse me says a blond girl sitting next to Kama on the bus. Kama, who had dozed off just minutes ago to dream about Thrush his favorite fragger of all, slowly opened one eye and moved it about looking for the beautiful voice that disturbed his slumber. Then he notices the mose beatifull girl he ever saw and he jolts up in amazment and hits he head off of a bar. "Uhhhhhhhh whoops," he said bashfully. His face was red and his pants were tight and the girl flirtfully asked, "will you please scoot over, I have a bum leg and I would just die if I had to sit ALL the way back there."
"Woah there, I ain't no activist, now get in the back where you bleong. Who do you think you are Rosa Parks!" he replied. After saying this he knew he had blew his chance and simultaneously blew his load all over the inside of his khaki shorts leaving a nasty noticeable blotch.
Why am I so stupid he ask himself while picking his nose. A flashback ensues.....
Strangely enough, it isn't a flashback of his life, but rather a flashback of the hot blonde with the bum leg's life. It was the episode where blach... she lost her memory. Quickly she unpacked her med kit which consited of roots, Roots, and a collection of routes she had acquired over her many years of traveling.
HENLEYARCHITECTURE
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Post by Mr. Danger on Sept 1, 2002 17:11:20 GMT -5
The story starts 200 years from now in a large city located near what is now known as pittsburgh. It centers around our loveable yet somewhat mysterious hero Kama Sutra. The hero is named after a book of love which his parents were deeply in love with and forced their divorce. Now you may be asking "who wrote the book of love?".
I'm here to tell you it was me, kiddies, your good ol' gay pal Dan Panic, the new king of the man-to-man love game and former Screeching Weasel drummer, so not only did I write the Kama Sutra, I am also writing what you are reading this very second; imagine that, a gay man describing not only how to make love to a woman in a number of ways, but also describing the life of a bright young stag named Kama Sutra (who I'd obviously love to nail).
SPRING - APRIL 20, 2202
Young Kama awoke on this day just like he had awoken all previous days of his life ... Naked! He awoke naked because when he wears chothes to bed he strangles himself. So he hopped out of bed and flipped through the jizz-stained pages of the Electronic Fraggers magazine that was on the floor next to the broken golfing trophy he one when he was in seventh grade. Not only did he "one" the trophy but he broke the trophy off of his head 3 times and glued it back together every time. Suddenly it all came back to him; the fights, lawyer, court room, and most importantly the judges harsh words "The Coca Cola Company will never make Pepsi Blue again!"; he sighed.
CHAPTER 2
Excuse me says a blond girl sitting next to Kama on the bus. Kama, who had dozed off just minutes ago to dream about Thrush his favorite fragger of all, slowly opened one eye and moved it about looking for the beautiful voice that disturbed his slumber. Then he notices the mose beatifull girl he ever saw and he jolts up in amazment and hits he head off of a bar. "Uhhhhhhhh whoops," he said bashfully. His face was red and his pants were tight and the girl flirtfully asked, "will you please scoot over, I have a bum leg and I would just die if I had to sit ALL the way back there."
"Woah there, I ain't no activist, now get in the back where you bleong. Who do you think you are Rosa Parks!" he replied. After saying this he knew he had blew his chance and simultaneously blew his load all over the inside of his khaki shorts leaving a nasty noticeable blotch.
Why am I so stupid he ask himself while picking his nose. A flashback ensues.....
Strangely enough, it isn't a flashback of his life, but rather a flashback of the hot blonde with the bum leg's life. It was the episode where blach... she lost her memory. Quickly she unpacked her med kit which consited of roots, Roots, and a collection of routes she had acquired over her many years of traveling. Finaly someone with lots of roots, said Kama.
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Post by Ahmed Johnson on Sept 1, 2002 17:47:47 GMT -5
The story starts 200 years from now in a large city located near what is now known as pittsburgh. It centers around our loveable yet somewhat mysterious hero Kama Sutra. The hero is named after a book of love which his parents were deeply in love with and forced their divorce. Now you may be asking "who wrote the book of love?".
I'm here to tell you it was me, kiddies, your good ol' gay pal Dan Panic, the new king of the man-to-man love game and former Screeching Weasel drummer, so not only did I write the Kama Sutra, I am also writing what you are reading this very second; imagine that, a gay man describing not only how to make love to a woman in a number of ways, but also describing the life of a bright young stag named Kama Sutra (who I'd obviously love to nail).
SPRING - APRIL 20, 2202
Young Kama awoke on this day just like he had awoken all previous days of his life ... Naked! He awoke naked because when he wears chothes to bed he strangles himself. So he hopped out of bed and flipped through the jizz-stained pages of the Electronic Fraggers magazine that was on the floor next to the broken golfing trophy he one when he was in seventh grade. Not only did he "one" the trophy but he broke the trophy off of his head 3 times and glued it back together every time. Suddenly it all came back to him; the fights, lawyer, court room, and most importantly the judges harsh words "The Coca Cola Company will never make Pepsi Blue again!"; he sighed.
CHAPTER 2
Excuse me says a blond girl sitting next to Kama on the bus. Kama, who had dozed off just minutes ago to dream about Thrush his favorite fragger of all, slowly opened one eye and moved it about looking for the beautiful voice that disturbed his slumber. Then he notices the mose beatifull girl he ever saw and he jolts up in amazment and hits he head off of a bar. "Uhhhhhhhh whoops," he said bashfully. His face was red and his pants were tight and the girl flirtfully asked, "will you please scoot over, I have a bum leg and I would just die if I had to sit ALL the way back there."
"Woah there, I ain't no activist, now get in the back where you bleong. Who do you think you are Rosa Parks!" he replied. After saying this he knew he had blew his chance and simultaneously blew his load all over the inside of his khaki shorts leaving a nasty noticeable blotch.
Why am I so stupid he ask himself while picking his nose. A flashback ensues.....
Strangely enough, it isn't a flashback of his life, but rather a flashback of the hot blonde with the bum leg's life. It was the episode where blach... she lost her memory. Quickly she unpacked her med kit which consited of roots, Roots, and a collection of routes she had acquired over her many years of traveling. Finaly someone with lots of roots, said Kama. This statement was bittersweet, because Kama knew it would be this girl that would gain control over the Shoa Lin army and one day destroy the very fields he had worked in all his life.
WHOWANTSTHEMONEY?
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Post by Mr. Danger on Sept 2, 2002 22:26:05 GMT -5
The story starts 200 years from now in a large city located near what is now known as pittsburgh. It centers around our loveable yet somewhat mysterious hero Kama Sutra. The hero is named after a book of love which his parents were deeply in love with and forced their divorce. Now you may be asking "who wrote the book of love?".
I'm here to tell you it was me, kiddies, your good ol' gay pal Dan Panic, the new king of the man-to-man love game and former Screeching Weasel drummer, so not only did I write the Kama Sutra, I am also writing what you are reading this very second; imagine that, a gay man describing not only how to make love to a woman in a number of ways, but also describing the life of a bright young stag named Kama Sutra (who I'd obviously love to nail).
SPRING - APRIL 20, 2202
Young Kama awoke on this day just like he had awoken all previous days of his life ... Naked! He awoke naked because when he wears chothes to bed he strangles himself. So he hopped out of bed and flipped through the jizz-stained pages of the Electronic Fraggers magazine that was on the floor next to the broken golfing trophy he one when he was in seventh grade. Not only did he "one" the trophy but he broke the trophy off of his head 3 times and glued it back together every time. Suddenly it all came back to him; the fights, lawyer, court room, and most importantly the judges harsh words "The Coca Cola Company will never make Pepsi Blue again!"; he sighed.
CHAPTER 2
Excuse me says a blond girl sitting next to Kama on the bus. Kama, who had dozed off just minutes ago to dream about Thrush his favorite fragger of all, slowly opened one eye and moved it about looking for the beautiful voice that disturbed his slumber. Then he notices the mose beatifull girl he ever saw and he jolts up in amazment and hits he head off of a bar. "Uhhhhhhhh whoops," he said bashfully. His face was red and his pants were tight and the girl flirtfully asked, "will you please scoot over, I have a bum leg and I would just die if I had to sit ALL the way back there."
"Woah there, I ain't no activist, now get in the back where you bleong. Who do you think you are Rosa Parks!" he replied. After saying this he knew he had blew his chance and simultaneously blew his load all over the inside of his khaki shorts leaving a nasty noticeable blotch.
Why am I so stupid he ask himself while picking his nose. A flashback ensues.....
Strangely enough, it isn't a flashback of his life, but rather a flashback of the hot blonde with the bum leg's life. It was the episode where blach... she lost her memory. Quickly she unpacked her med kit which consited of roots, Roots, and a collection of routes she had acquired over her many years of traveling. Finaly someone with lots of roots, said Kama. This statement was bittersweet, because Kama knew it would be this girl that would gain control over the Shoa Lin army and one day destroy the very fields he had worked in all his life.
Kama quickly gather two of his freinds together and formed a plan.
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Post by Ahmed Johnson on Sept 4, 2002 16:25:04 GMT -5
The story starts 200 years from now in a large city located near what is now known as pittsburgh. It centers around our loveable yet somewhat mysterious hero Kama Sutra. The hero is named after a book of love which his parents were deeply in love with and forced their divorce. Now you may be asking "who wrote the book of love?".
I'm here to tell you it was me, kiddies, your good ol' gay pal Dan Panic, the new king of the man-to-man love game and former Screeching Weasel drummer, so not only did I write the Kama Sutra, I am also writing what you are reading this very second; imagine that, a gay man describing not only how to make love to a woman in a number of ways, but also describing the life of a bright young stag named Kama Sutra (who I'd obviously love to nail).
SPRING - APRIL 20, 2202
Young Kama awoke on this day just like he had awoken all previous days of his life ... Naked! He awoke naked because when he wears chothes to bed he strangles himself. So he hopped out of bed and flipped through the jizz-stained pages of the Electronic Fraggers magazine that was on the floor next to the broken golfing trophy he one when he was in seventh grade. Not only did he "one" the trophy but he broke the trophy off of his head 3 times and glued it back together every time. Suddenly it all came back to him; the fights, lawyer, court room, and most importantly the judges harsh words "The Coca Cola Company will never make Pepsi Blue again!"; he sighed.
CHAPTER 2
Excuse me says a blond girl sitting next to Kama on the bus. Kama, who had dozed off just minutes ago to dream about Thrush his favorite fragger of all, slowly opened one eye and moved it about looking for the beautiful voice that disturbed his slumber. Then he notices the mose beatifull girl he ever saw and he jolts up in amazment and hits he head off of a bar. "Uhhhhhhhh whoops," he said bashfully. His face was red and his pants were tight and the girl flirtfully asked, "will you please scoot over, I have a bum leg and I would just die if I had to sit ALL the way back there."
"Woah there, I ain't no activist, now get in the back where you bleong. Who do you think you are Rosa Parks!" he replied. After saying this he knew he had blew his chance and simultaneously blew his load all over the inside of his khaki shorts leaving a nasty noticeable blotch.
Why am I so stupid he ask himself while picking his nose. A flashback ensues.....
Strangely enough, it isn't a flashback of his life, but rather a flashback of the hot blonde with the bum leg's life. It was the episode where blach... she lost her memory. Quickly she unpacked her med kit which consited of roots, Roots, and a collection of routes she had acquired over her many years of traveling. Finaly someone with lots of roots, said Kama. This statement was bittersweet, because Kama knew it would be this girl that would gain control over the Shoa Lin army and one day destroy the very fields he had worked in all his life.
Kama quickly gather two of his freinds together and formed a plan. These two friends were young, bashful Cardio who is a master of thievery and the everloving former drummer of Lynyrd Skynyrd, Artemus Pyle.
THREESTEPSBABY
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Post by Mr. Danger on Sept 9, 2002 13:51:11 GMT -5
The story starts 200 years from now in a large city located near what is now known as pittsburgh. It centers around our loveable yet somewhat mysterious hero Kama Sutra. The hero is named after a book of love which his parents were deeply in love with and forced their divorce. Now you may be asking "who wrote the book of love?".
I'm here to tell you it was me, kiddies, your good ol' gay pal Dan Panic, the new king of the man-to-man love game and former Screeching Weasel drummer, so not only did I write the Kama Sutra, I am also writing what you are reading this very second; imagine that, a gay man describing not only how to make love to a woman in a number of ways, but also describing the life of a bright young stag named Kama Sutra (who I'd obviously love to nail).
SPRING - APRIL 20, 2202
Young Kama awoke on this day just like he had awoken all previous days of his life ... Naked! He awoke naked because when he wears chothes to bed he strangles himself. So he hopped out of bed and flipped through the jizz-stained pages of the Electronic Fraggers magazine that was on the floor next to the broken golfing trophy he one when he was in seventh grade. Not only did he "one" the trophy but he broke the trophy off of his head 3 times and glued it back together every time. Suddenly it all came back to him; the fights, lawyer, court room, and most importantly the judges harsh words "The Coca Cola Company will never make Pepsi Blue again!"; he sighed.
CHAPTER 2
Excuse me says a blond girl sitting next to Kama on the bus. Kama, who had dozed off just minutes ago to dream about Thrush his favorite fragger of all, slowly opened one eye and moved it about looking for the beautiful voice that disturbed his slumber. Then he notices the mose beatifull girl he ever saw and he jolts up in amazment and hits he head off of a bar. "Uhhhhhhhh whoops," he said bashfully. His face was red and his pants were tight and the girl flirtfully asked, "will you please scoot over, I have a bum leg and I would just die if I had to sit ALL the way back there."
"Woah there, I ain't no activist, now get in the back where you bleong. Who do you think you are Rosa Parks!" he replied. After saying this he knew he had blew his chance and simultaneously blew his load all over the inside of his khaki shorts leaving a nasty noticeable blotch.
Why am I so stupid he ask himself while picking his nose. A flashback ensues.....
Strangely enough, it isn't a flashback of his life, but rather a flashback of the hot blonde with the bum leg's life. It was the episode where blach... she lost her memory. Quickly she unpacked her med kit which consited of roots, Roots, and a collection of routes she had acquired over her many years of traveling. Finaly someone with lots of roots, said Kama. This statement was bittersweet, because Kama knew it would be this girl that would gain control over the Shoa Lin army and one day destroy the very fields he had worked in all his life.
Kama quickly gather two of his freinds together and formed a plan. These two friends were young, bashful Cardio who is a master of thievery and the everloving former drummer of Lynyrd Skynyrd, Artemus Pyle. They were friends since jr high where they first met in the girls restroom.
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Post by Ahmed Johnson on Sept 9, 2002 22:11:37 GMT -5
The story starts 200 years from now in a large city located near what is now known as pittsburgh. It centers around our loveable yet somewhat mysterious hero Kama Sutra. The hero is named after a book of love which his parents were deeply in love with and forced their divorce. Now you may be asking "who wrote the book of love?".
I'm here to tell you it was me, kiddies, your good ol' gay pal Dan Panic, the new king of the man-to-man love game and former Screeching Weasel drummer, so not only did I write the Kama Sutra, I am also writing what you are reading this very second; imagine that, a gay man describing not only how to make love to a woman in a number of ways, but also describing the life of a bright young stag named Kama Sutra (who I'd obviously love to nail).
SPRING - APRIL 20, 2202
Young Kama awoke on this day just like he had awoken all previous days of his life ... Naked! He awoke naked because when he wears chothes to bed he strangles himself. So he hopped out of bed and flipped through the jizz-stained pages of the Electronic Fraggers magazine that was on the floor next to the broken golfing trophy he one when he was in seventh grade. Not only did he "one" the trophy but he broke the trophy off of his head 3 times and glued it back together every time. Suddenly it all came back to him; the fights, lawyer, court room, and most importantly the judges harsh words "The Coca Cola Company will never make Pepsi Blue again!"; he sighed.
CHAPTER 2
Excuse me says a blond girl sitting next to Kama on the bus. Kama, who had dozed off just minutes ago to dream about Thrush his favorite fragger of all, slowly opened one eye and moved it about looking for the beautiful voice that disturbed his slumber. Then he notices the mose beatifull girl he ever saw and he jolts up in amazment and hits he head off of a bar. "Uhhhhhhhh whoops," he said bashfully. His face was red and his pants were tight and the girl flirtfully asked, "will you please scoot over, I have a bum leg and I would just die if I had to sit ALL the way back there."
"Woah there, I ain't no activist, now get in the back where you bleong. Who do you think you are Rosa Parks!" he replied. After saying this he knew he had blew his chance and simultaneously blew his load all over the inside of his khaki shorts leaving a nasty noticeable blotch.
Why am I so stupid he ask himself while picking his nose. A flashback ensues.....
Strangely enough, it isn't a flashback of his life, but rather a flashback of the hot blonde with the bum leg's life. It was the episode where blach... she lost her memory. Quickly she unpacked her med kit which consited of roots, Roots, and a collection of routes she had acquired over her many years of traveling. Finaly someone with lots of roots, said Kama. This statement was bittersweet, because Kama knew it would be this girl that would gain control over the Shoa Lin army and one day destroy the very fields he had worked in all his life.
Kama quickly gather two of his freinds together and formed a plan. These two friends were the young, bashful Cardio who is a master of thievery and the everloving former drummer of Lynyrd Skynyrd, Artemus Pyle. They were friends since jr high where they first met in the girls restroom. From that day on they would spend hours at Senior Frogs a local teen hang out in the center of their small acropolistic town.
TWOPICKSTURNEDAROUND
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