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Boneprone's Latest Story.
Ill let you go ahead and tell it.
Most of You were all there. |
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Ahh a creative writing session.. Like Im back in school.
Hmm, all that comes to mind is the cat shit almond rocca story.. I dont have the creative mind to top anything like that! |
I wasn't there, but I was down the street when it happened. Somebody, I can't remember who was the first, ran down and told me about it as it was going on. It's crazy shit. But what isn't when it relates to BP... I wasn't there though, so I'm not really qualified to tell anyone about it. http://bbs.gofuckyourself.net/board/smile.gif |
It all started in the bar.
It was getting late and |
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CDSmith had obviously had too much drink that evening. His skirt began to ride up ever so gently as he leaned against the bar... |
I looked to him and said, bow to the power and
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He threw back the last of his Sex on the beach, turned around and
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"As you wish Master", CD whispered as he took his final sip from the Sex On The Beach that he had been nursing for several hours. His freshly painted lips and shabbily done mascara making him look every bit the truckstop manwhore that had made him a legend along the I-5 Corridor. [This message has been edited by [Labret] (edited 10-19-2001).] |
boneprone started to dream of fucking his face silly.
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Noticing the evergrowing bulge in Boneprone's Daisy Dukes, CD begins to wonder if he should leave his teeth in... or take them out. He knows if he chooses wrong Bone will only beat him harder. |
And then the anal hobbit walks through the door, wiping his lips.
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"You guys just missed the best Bukkake night at the homeless shelter!" the Hobbit exclaimed with glee... his face looking like a glazed donut. |
CD licks the film of the hobbits face as boneprone watches with hand in pocket.
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And at that moment the Lactating Fetish Temptress walks through the door. You know she is milking because of the wet marks on her blouse...And she announces to everyone "Who is ready for a REAL DRINK"?
Fetish Temptress ------------------ Fetish Frenzy Mad Money - GREAT WEBMASTER PARTNER PROGRAM!!!! Fetish Frenzy-TGP and Movie Post Are you writing a book? Keep my chapter out and make it a mystery. [email protected] [This message has been edited by FetishTemptress (edited 10-19-2001).] |
Just then she notices the homosexual scene unfolding before her eyes...
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However, none of them noticed Lensman hiding under one of the tables shooting the whole scene for his newest adult.com venture, www.gaybarstuds.com.
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With his Handicam in one hand, and 12click's yogurt slinger in the other ... Lensman zooms in on bonebprones half-exposed ass cheeks, which are now being warmed by the Hobbit's sticky hands ....
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Fetish Temptress, annoyed that none of the turd burglars present are willing to partake of her womanly goodies, lifts up her vinyl dress and reveals a 12 inch knobby strap-on dildo with the letters GFY etched into the side.
"BRING OUT THE GIMP!", Lensman yells. Out of the corner comes a shadowy figure dragging a man on all fours in full S&M gear. Its KimmyKim and her man-dog Gary. [This message has been edited by [Labret] (edited 10-19-2001).] |
as the anal hobbit looks closer at Fetish Tempress's strap on dildo, he notices that it is not a strap on, but is actually a real dick!
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And she smiles a devilish smile as she wonders who she is going to show a good time first....
Fetish Temptress ------------------ Fetish Frenzy Mad Money - GREAT WEBMASTER PARTNER PROGRAM!!!! Fetish Frenzy-TGP and Movie Post Are you writing a book? Keep my chapter out and make it a mystery. [email protected] |
boneprone slaps anal hobbit upside the head and begins to suck off the Fetish Tempress.
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CD, pissed off and jealous that the Temptress has stolen away the attention of his Master, comes up with a plan to win back the favor of his master.
Grabbing a beer bottle from the bar, CD slowly begins to insert the beer bottle into... |
the anal hobbit to please the orders of boneprone his master.
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And once it's disappeared completely...
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Fetish Temptress musters up all her courage and tells BoneProne....
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"Thats all you got bitch!?!"
Fetish Temptress (with a running start) kicks the Hobbit in the stomach with enough force to launch the bottle from the Hobbits anus. CD, arm covered in Hobbits fecal matter, grabs the unopened bottle of Rainier Ice and begins to drink. [This message has been edited by [Labret] (edited 10-19-2001).] |
Boneprone took notice of this opprotunity to take his newest gadget, a portable DVD recorder, and recorded the enormous amount of puge that came out of CD's mouth from the discusting odor that was released by AH anus. He just KNEW he was getting a new DVD player to replay this stuff.
But then... |
The doors burst open. A gang of pale, pimply boys no more than fourteen stood before them. It was the the WAREZ gang...
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The soundtrack to West Side Story kicks on, and BoneProne begins to...
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Beat the jukebox to splinters. Then he whips a boombox from behind the counter and pushes the play button. MIcheal Jackson sings "Beat it"!
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St. Elmo's fire then suddenly rolls into the bar... everyone is ablaze... Michael Jackson's hair is on fire again and his screams break all the liquor bottles in the bar... the stench fills the air... glass splinters through the smoke now escaping the agasp mouths of astonished cancer machines.
TheFLY takes off his GFY shirt to feel the warm glow of St. Elmo... "Ahhh..." St. Elmo's fire rolls up to Boneprone as if waiting for a command... even St. Elmo is in awe of the power of the Boneprone Family. |
So there The Fly stood...high on Peyote and dripping in cum from the Bukakke/Rave that he and the Hobbit had hosted at the homeless shelter, rambling something about "cancer machines" and the "almighty power that is Boneprone".
Undaunted by the delusionary rantings of a drugged out hippy, Boneprone stated that under no certain terms would they ever have l33ch on his 400 gig OC-50 0-DAY \V4r3z and gay pr0n server. [This message has been edited by [Labret] (edited 10-19-2001).] |
TheFLY, spellbound that Labret knew he was high on peyotee, decided that Labret was force to be reckoned with... How could he have known that TheFLY was reading "The Doors of Perception"!? -- had Labret tapped into the Mind at Large?
...his interest in Labrat soon faded as the swirling flames were commanded by Boneprone to take out Level3 and all the bandwich thieves. St. Elmo's fire swirled into the six eyeballs of the hapless Level3 engineers... A high-pitched drone resembled somewhat of a laugh. |
The Fly then droped his pants and began fucking the dry air.
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"What'll it be partner..." a raspy voice beckoned under the brim of a large cowboy hat.
TheFly glances over to find a Dirty Harry-type bartender staring right at him. Although the bulge in his pants resembled that of a Chinese gymnast, and he possessed a face only a CCBill join page designer could love, TheFly knew he had been struck by the oncoming windshield of life they call "love." "Tanker??? Is that you?" an amazed Boneprone inquires. "But I thought you had.... |
gotten married to the anal hobbit!
What will the Hobbit think? Tanker replied, |
"Sho'Nuf!"
Who's the meanest? "Sho'Nuf!" Who's the prettiest? "SHO'NUF!" The Shogun of Harlem! |
Obviously the Syphlis had gotten to a point where it affected his thinking, but the fly really didnt care and began to drop to his knees with mouth open and eyes open like a little school girl.
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Suddenly, the ground rumbled and shook as the bar was caught in the midst of a tear in the space/time continuum which removed the location from 2001 and hurled it thousands of years into the future.
Through the partially open front door could be glimpsed a world that looked hostile and alien. The sounds of large creatures and robotic humming filtered through the open doorway. The occupants of the bar paused their orgy and looked at each other. The same thoughts could be read on everyone's face.. Whatever happened from here on out, all bets were off and the normal rules no longer applied. Boneprone was the first to snap out of the fear that had frozen them all and he spoke these words: |
"my nuts itch"
"I think I have crabs" |
In this world -- Mind at Large is a magnified peyotee reality... thanks to a device designed in the future by Lensman's great grandson, the infamous "Gadgeteer"...
Boneprone's nuts enlarged to gigantic proportions and bounced about the room -- the smell was overwhelming -- his slender pubes now monsterous tentacles. Tanker grabs hold of one of the pubes -- and just like in the movie Dune, Tanker climbs up the hairy balls and rides atop the giant worm! Little did Tanker know, the Crabs... |
were the offspring of Lensman and Wizzo's love child, Lenszzo.
"I'll show *you* nectar of the bone, bitch!!!" Tanker yelled, fending off these glasses wearing, mulleted crabs. Reaching for the RidŽ anti-crab shampoo in his Webmaster utility belt, he accidentally pulls out... |
a glock 23 with hollow tip bullets.
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but the force of boneprones undulating balls caused tanker to lose grip of the tentacle pubes.
Falling to his knees a shot rang out from his <a href="http://www.glock.com/g23.htm">.40 Caliber</a> hitting... |
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dank then screamed, "BONEPRONE 4-LIFE"
and crabs began to escape from his head out of the bullet hole. |
Michael Jackson twitched unnoticed in the corner, whisps of smoke still rising from his burned head.
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...fingers bent in that familiar way...
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