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Nikblade
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Post subject: Posted: Tue Aug 21, 2007 8:28 am |
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In Moo-moo land, there once was a cow named Mercal the Milk-born. Mercal was owned by a farmer who also had three fat pigs. The pigs were hyper-active and loved playing with matches. So one day they set fire to the barn. The farmer, angry, became green and shot his wife who had previously milked a cow.
He wasn't sorry for the force of the shotgun which hit the Flying Robot Dog, which leaked out a hot-pink oil that was very serendipitous for Mercal. BOOM! There was suddenly a massive man in a terrifying pink cardigan. Mercal looked relieved. Unfortunately, Mercal's pants weren't flame retardant. But they were, fortunately, uber rainbow with yellow daisies. Thus flaming castration was an inevitable, yet happy occasion, due to the desire to be a man whore.
Since childhood, man-whoring had been an exciting sport involving a will to surmount any obstacle. He had always been excellent at doing these things. Then one day he had a particularly difficult client, who would not, despite INTENSE encouragement, agree to work with the he-cow. The He-Cow is typically reserved for
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BSMCG
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Post subject: Posted: Tue Aug 21, 2007 8:49 am |
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In Moo-moo land, there once was a cow named Mercal the Milk-born. Mercal was owned by a farmer who also had three fat pigs. The pigs were hyper-active and loved playing with matches. So one day they set fire to the barn. The farmer, angry, became green and shot his wife who had previously milked a cow.
He wasn't sorry for the force of the shotgun which hit the Flying Robot Dog, which leaked out a hot-pink oil that was very serendipitous for Mercal. BOOM! There was suddenly a massive man in a terrifying pink cardigan. Mercal looked relieved. Unfortunately, Mercal's pants weren't flame retardant. But they were, fortunately, uber rainbow with yellow daisies. Thus flaming castration was an inevitable, yet happy occasion, due to the desire to be a man whore.
Since childhood, man-whoring had been an exciting sport involving a will to surmount any obstacle. He had always been excellent at doing these things. Then one day he had a particularly difficult client, who would not, despite INTENSE encouragement, agree to work with the he-cow. The He-Cow is typically reserved for He-Mans special dairy
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Necromancer367
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Post subject: Posted: Tue Aug 21, 2007 9:55 am |
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Joined: Sat Jun 09, 2007 12:00 am Posts: 637 Location: Minot AFB, North Dakota
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In Moo-moo land, there once was a cow named Mercal the Milk-born. Mercal was owned by a farmer who also had three fat pigs. The pigs were hyper-active and loved playing with matches. So one day they set fire to the barn. The farmer, angry, became green and shot his wife who had previously milked a cow.
He wasn't sorry for the force of the shotgun which hit the Flying Robot Dog, which leaked out a hot-pink oil that was very serendipitous for Mercal. BOOM! There was suddenly a massive man in a terrifying pink cardigan. Mercal looked relieved. Unfortunately, Mercal's pants weren't flame retardant. But they were, fortunately, uber rainbow with yellow daisies. Thus flaming castration was an inevitable, yet happy occasion, due to the desire to be a man whore.
Since childhood, man-whoring had been an exciting sport involving a will to surmount any obstacle. He had always been excellent at doing these things. Then one day he had a particularly difficult client, who would not, despite INTENSE encouragement, agree to work with the he-cow. The He-Cow is typically reserved for He-Mans special dairy, but instead it
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BSMCG
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Post subject: Posted: Tue Aug 21, 2007 12:27 pm |
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In Moo-moo land, there once was a cow named Mercal the Milk-born. Mercal was owned by a farmer who also had three fat pigs. The pigs were hyper-active and loved playing with matches. So one day they set fire to the barn. The farmer, angry, became green and shot his wife who had previously milked a cow.
He wasn't sorry for the force of the shotgun which hit the Flying Robot Dog, which leaked out a hot-pink oil that was very serendipitous for Mercal. BOOM! There was suddenly a massive man in a terrifying pink cardigan. Mercal looked relieved. Unfortunately, Mercal's pants weren't flame retardant. But they were, fortunately, uber rainbow with yellow daisies. Thus flaming castration was an inevitable, yet happy occasion, due to the desire to be a man whore.
Since childhood, man-whoring had been an exciting sport involving a will to surmount any obstacle. He had always been excellent at doing these things. Then one day he had a particularly difficult client, who would not, despite INTENSE encouragement, agree to work with the he-cow. The He-Cow is typically reserved for He-Mans special dairy, but instead it was used to
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Tomar_Webber
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Post subject: Posted: Tue Aug 21, 2007 2:00 pm |
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Joined: Tue Jun 27, 2006 12:00 am Posts: 272 Location: Jolly Olde England
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In Moo-moo land, there once was a cow named Mercal the Milk-born. Mercal was owned by a farmer who also had three fat pigs. The pigs were hyper-active and loved playing with matches. So one day they set fire to the barn. The farmer, angry, became green and shot his wife who had previously milked a cow.
He wasn't sorry for the force of the shotgun which hit the Flying Robot Dog, which leaked out a hot-pink oil that was very serendipitous for Mercal. BOOM! There was suddenly a massive man in a terrifying pink cardigan. Mercal looked relieved. Unfortunately, Mercal's pants weren't flame retardant. But they were, fortunately, uber rainbow with yellow daisies. Thus flaming castration was an inevitable, yet happy occasion, due to the desire to be a man whore.
Since childhood, man-whoring had been an exciting sport involving a will to surmount any obstacle. He had always been excellent at doing these things. Then one day he had a particularly difficult client, who would not, despite INTENSE encouragement, agree to work with the he-cow. The He-Cow is typically reserved for He-Mans special dairy, but instead it was used to kiss a fat
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BSMCG
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Post subject: Posted: Tue Aug 21, 2007 2:01 pm |
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In Moo-moo land, there once was a cow named Mercal the Milk-born. Mercal was owned by a farmer who also had three fat pigs. The pigs were hyper-active and loved playing with matches. So one day they set fire to the barn. The farmer, angry, became green and shot his wife who had previously milked a cow.
He wasn't sorry for the force of the shotgun which hit the Flying Robot Dog, which leaked out a hot-pink oil that was very serendipitous for Mercal. BOOM! There was suddenly a massive man in a terrifying pink cardigan. Mercal looked relieved. Unfortunately, Mercal's pants weren't flame retardant. But they were, fortunately, uber rainbow with yellow daisies. Thus flaming castration was an inevitable, yet happy occasion, due to the desire to be a man whore.
Since childhood, man-whoring had been an exciting sport involving a will to surmount any obstacle. He had always been excellent at doing these things. Then one day he had a particularly difficult client, who would not, despite INTENSE encouragement, agree to work with the he-cow. The He-Cow is typically reserved for He-Mans special dairy, but instead it was used to kiss a fat Tomar Webber that
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JBMT
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Post subject: Posted: Tue Aug 21, 2007 2:05 pm |
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Joined: Wed Jun 21, 2006 12:00 am Posts: 2356
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In Moo-moo land, there once was a cow named Mercal the Milk-born. Mercal was owned by a farmer who also had three fat pigs. The pigs were hyper-active and loved playing with matches. So one day they set fire to the barn. The farmer, angry, became green and shot his wife who had previously milked a cow.
He wasn't sorry for the force of the shotgun which hit the Flying Robot Dog, which leaked out a hot-pink oil that was very serendipitous for Mercal. BOOM! There was suddenly a massive man in a terrifying pink cardigan. Mercal looked relieved. Unfortunately, Mercal's pants weren't flame retardant. But they were, fortunately, uber rainbow with yellow daisies. Thus flaming castration was an inevitable, yet happy occasion, due to the desire to be a man whore.
Since childhood, man-whoring had been an exciting sport involving a will to surmount any obstacle. He had always been excellent at doing these things. Then one day he had a particularly difficult client, who would not, despite INTENSE encouragement, agree to work with the he-cow. The He-Cow is typically reserved for He-Mans special dairy, but instead it was used to kiss a fat Tomar Webber that enjoys it immensely.
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Jorhavoc
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Post subject: Posted: Tue Aug 21, 2007 2:22 pm |
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Joined: Wed Jul 25, 2007 12:00 am Posts: 13
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In Moo-moo land, there once was a cow named Mercal the Milk-born. Mercal was owned by a farmer who also had three fat pigs. The pigs were hyper-active and loved playing with matches. So one day they set fire to the barn. The farmer, angry, became green and shot his wife who had previously milked a cow.
He wasn't sorry for the force of the shotgun which hit the Flying Robot Dog, which leaked out a hot-pink oil that was very serendipitous for Mercal. BOOM! There was suddenly a massive man in a terrifying pink cardigan. Mercal looked relieved. Unfortunately, Mercal's pants weren't flame retardant. But they were, fortunately, uber rainbow with yellow daisies. Thus flaming castration was an inevitable, yet happy occasion, due to the desire to be a man whore.
Since childhood, man-whoring had been an exciting sport involving a will to surmount any obstacle. He had always been excellent at doing these things. Then one day he had a particularly difficult client, who would not, despite INTENSE encouragement, agree to work with the he-cow. The He-Cow is typically reserved for He-Mans special dairy, but instead it was used to kiss a fat Tomar Webber that enjoys it immensely.
Songs were written
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BSMCG
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Post subject: Posted: Tue Aug 21, 2007 2:32 pm |
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In Moo-moo land, there once was a cow named Mercal the Milk-born. Mercal was owned by a farmer who also had three fat pigs. The pigs were hyper-active and loved playing with matches. So one day they set fire to the barn. The farmer, angry, became green and shot his wife who had previously milked a cow.
He wasn't sorry for the force of the shotgun which hit the Flying Robot Dog, which leaked out a hot-pink oil that was very serendipitous for Mercal. BOOM! There was suddenly a massive man in a terrifying pink cardigan. Mercal looked relieved. Unfortunately, Mercal's pants weren't flame retardant. But they were, fortunately, uber rainbow with yellow daisies. Thus flaming castration was an inevitable, yet happy occasion, due to the desire to be a man whore.
Since childhood, man-whoring had been an exciting sport involving a will to surmount any obstacle. He had always been excellent at doing these things. Then one day he had a particularly difficult client, who would not, despite INTENSE encouragement, agree to work with the he-cow. The He-Cow is typically reserved for He-Mans special dairy, but instead it was used to kiss a fat Tomar Webber that enjoys it immensely.
Songs were written about Tomar and
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BSMCG
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Post subject: Posted: Wed Aug 22, 2007 7:54 am |
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In Moo-moo land, there once was a cow named Mercal the Milk-born. Mercal was owned by a farmer who also had three fat pigs. The pigs were hyper-active and loved playing with matches. So one day they set fire to the barn. The farmer, angry, became green and shot his wife who had previously milked a cow.
He wasn't sorry for the force of the shotgun which hit the Flying Robot Dog, which leaked out a hot-pink oil that was very serendipitous for Mercal. BOOM! There was suddenly a massive man in a terrifying pink cardigan. Mercal looked relieved. Unfortunately, Mercal's pants weren't flame retardant. But they were, fortunately, uber rainbow with yellow daisies. Thus flaming castration was an inevitable, yet happy occasion, due to the desire to be a man whore.
Since childhood, man-whoring had been an exciting sport involving a will to surmount any obstacle. He had always been excellent at doing these things. Then one day he had a particularly difficult client, who would not, despite INTENSE encouragement, agree to work with the he-cow. The He-Cow is typically reserved for He-Mans special dairy, but instead it was used to kiss a fat Tomar Webber that enjoys it immensely.
Songs were written about Tomar and the He-cow about
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Rolan Colt
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Post subject: Posted: Sat Aug 25, 2007 2:02 pm |
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Joined: Tue Jul 31, 2007 12:00 am Posts: 131
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In Moo-moo land, there once was a cow named Mercal the Milk-born. Mercal was owned by a farmer who also had three fat pigs. The pigs were hyper-active and loved playing with matches. So one day they set fire to the barn. The farmer, angry, became green and shot his wife who had previously milked a cow.
He wasn't sorry for the force of the shotgun which hit the Flying Robot Dog, which leaked out a hot-pink oil that was very serendipitous for Mercal. BOOM! There was suddenly a massive man in a terrifying pink cardigan. Mercal looked relieved. Unfortunately, Mercal's pants weren't flame retardant. But they were, fortunately, uber rainbow with yellow daisies. Thus flaming castration was an inevitable, yet happy occasion, due to the desire to be a man whore.
Since childhood, man-whoring had been an exciting sport involving a will to surmount any obstacle. He had always been excellent at doing these things. Then one day he had a particularly difficult client, who would not, despite INTENSE encouragement, agree to work with the he-cow. The He-Cow is typically reserved for He-Mans special dairy, but instead it was used to kiss a fat Tomar Webber that enjoys it immensely.
Songs were written about Tomar and the He-cow about the times they
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Nikblade
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Post subject: Posted: Sat Aug 25, 2007 2:32 pm |
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Joined: Tue Oct 10, 2006 12:00 am Posts: 1801 Location: The Island of Misfit Toys
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In Moo-moo land, there once was a cow named Mercal the Milk-born. Mercal was owned by a farmer who also had three fat pigs. The pigs were hyper-active and loved playing with matches. So one day they set fire to the barn. The farmer, angry, became green and shot his wife who had previously milked a cow.
He wasn't sorry for the force of the shotgun which hit the Flying Robot Dog, which leaked out a hot-pink oil that was very serendipitous for Mercal. BOOM! There was suddenly a massive man in a terrifying pink cardigan. Mercal looked relieved. Unfortunately, Mercal's pants weren't flame retardant. But they were, fortunately, uber rainbow with yellow daisies. Thus flaming castration was an inevitable, yet happy occasion, due to the desire to be a man whore.
Since childhood, man-whoring had been an exciting sport involving a will to surmount any obstacle. He had always been excellent at doing these things. Then one day he had a particularly difficult client, who would not, despite INTENSE encouragement, agree to work with the he-cow. The He-Cow is typically reserved for He-Mans special dairy, but instead it was used to kiss a fat Tomar Webber that enjoys it immensely.
Songs were written about Tomar and the He-cow about the times they
shared together. Unfortunately,
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MistressFreak
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Post subject: Posted: Wed Aug 29, 2007 8:08 am |
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Joined: Tue Aug 14, 2007 12:00 am Posts: 263 Location: In your bed, unless you don't have a bed....in that case...Who is this? 0.0
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In Moo-moo land, there once was a cow named Mercal the Milk-born. Mercal was owned by a farmer who also had three fat pigs. The pigs were hyper-active and loved playing with matches. So one day they set fire to the barn. The farmer, angry, became green and shot his wife who had previously milked a cow.
He wasn't sorry for the force of the shotgun which hit the Flying Robot Dog, which leaked out a hot-pink oil that was very serendipitous for Mercal. BOOM! There was suddenly a massive man in a terrifying pink cardigan. Mercal looked relieved. Unfortunately, Mercal's pants weren't flame retardant. But they were, fortunately, uber rainbow with yellow daisies. Thus flaming castration was an inevitable, yet happy occasion, due to the desire to be a man whore.
Since childhood, man-whoring had been an exciting sport involving a will to surmount any obstacle. He had always been excellent at doing these things. Then one day he had a particularly difficult client, who would not, despite INTENSE encouragement, agree to work with the he-cow. The He-Cow is typically reserved for He-Mans special dairy, but instead it was used to kiss a fat Tomar Webber that enjoys it immensely.
Songs were written about Tomar and the He-cow about the times they
shared together. Unfortunately, these songs have
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hobbit1969
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Post subject: Posted: Wed Aug 29, 2007 1:26 pm |
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Joined: Wed Mar 07, 2007 12:00 am Posts: 45 Location: Fayetteville, NC
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In Moo-moo land, there once was a cow named Mercal the Milk-born. Mercal was owned by a farmer who also had three fat pigs. The pigs were hyper-active and loved playing with matches. So one day they set fire to the barn. The farmer, angry, became green and shot his wife who had previously milked a cow.
He wasn't sorry for the force of the shotgun which hit the Flying Robot Dog, which leaked out a hot-pink oil that was very serendipitous for Mercal. BOOM! There was suddenly a massive man in a terrifying pink cardigan. Mercal looked relieved. Unfortunately, Mercal's pants weren't flame retardant. But they were, fortunately, uber rainbow with yellow daisies. Thus flaming castration was an inevitable, yet happy occasion, due to the desire to be a man whore.
Since childhood, man-whoring had been an exciting sport involving a will to surmount any obstacle. He had always been excellent at doing these things. Then one day he had a particularly difficult client, who would not, despite INTENSE encouragement, agree to work with the he-cow. The He-Cow is typically reserved for He-Mans special dairy, but instead it was used to kiss a fat Tomar Webber that enjoys it immensely.
Songs were written about Tomar and the He-cow about the times they
shared together. Unfortunately, these songs have caused deafness in
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adam_lister
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Post subject: Posted: Wed Aug 29, 2007 3:24 pm |
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Joined: Tue May 08, 2007 12:00 am Posts: 682 Location: Norwich, England
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In Moo-moo land, there once was a cow named Mercal the Milk-born. Mercal was owned by a farmer who also had three fat pigs. The pigs were hyper-active and loved playing with matches. So one day they set fire to the barn. The farmer, angry, became green and shot his wife who had previously milked a cow.
He wasn't sorry for the force of the shotgun which hit the Flying Robot Dog, which leaked out a hot-pink oil that was very serendipitous for Mercal. BOOM! There was suddenly a massive man in a terrifying pink cardigan. Mercal looked relieved. Unfortunately, Mercal's pants weren't flame retardant. But they were, fortunately, uber rainbow with yellow daisies. Thus flaming castration was an inevitable, yet happy occasion, due to the desire to be a man whore.
Since childhood, man-whoring had been an exciting sport involving a will to surmount any obstacle. He had always been excellent at doing these things. Then one day he had a particularly difficult client, who would not, despite INTENSE encouragement, agree to work with the he-cow. The He-Cow is typically reserved for He-Mans special dairy, but instead it was used to kiss a fat Tomar Webber that enjoys it immensely.
Songs were written about Tomar and the He-cow about the times they
shared together. Unfortunately, these songs have caused deafness in several unlucky individuals
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