RULES: 1. Add one sentence to this story. 2. Please dont post back to back. 3. Keep it going forever. Opening sentence....... Once upon a time, there was a douchebag named unluckyluciano.
Once upon a time, there was a douchebag named unluckyluciano. He had three legged cat with MPD that he called 'Cooter.'
For reasons only apparent to Lucky, Cooter's anus constantly wept pus and blood; it was as if he had a stab wound that just wasn't allowed to heal.
Once upon a time, there was a douchebag named unluckyluciano. He had three legged cat with MPD that he called 'Cooter.' Cooter didin't like this douchebag, so he crapped on his bed on daily basis. For reasons only apparent to Lucky, Cooter's anus constantly wept pus and blood; it was as if he had a stab wound that just wasn't allowed to heal. So he would apply a homemade balm, made from pickle juice and leftover refried beans, nightly to the wound while he watched his Golden Girls DVD collection.
Once upon a time, there was a douchebag named unluckyluciano. He had three legged cat with MPD that he called 'Cooter.' Cooter didin't like this douchebag, so he crapped on his bed on daily basis. For reasons only apparent to Lucky, Cooter's anus constantly wept pus and blood; it was as if he had a stab wound that just wasn't allowed to heal. So he would apply a homemade balm, made from pickle juice and leftover refried beans, nightly to the wound while he watched his Golden Girls DVD collection. Then one day, while applying the balm to his cats ***, a strange man knocked at the door.
Once upon a time, there was a douchebag named unluckyluciano. He had three legged cat with MPD that he called 'Cooter.' Cooter didin't like this douchebag, so he crapped on his bed on daily basis. For reasons only apparent to Lucky, Cooter's anus constantly wept pus and blood; it was as if he had a stab wound that just wasn't allowed to heal. So he would apply a homemade balm, made from pickle juice and leftover refried beans, nightly to the wound while he watched his Golden Girls DVD collection. Then one day, while applying the balm to his cats ***, a strange man knocked at the door. He was an INS agent, in one hand he held deportation papers, in the other....his thing.
Once upon a time, there was a douchebag named unluckyluciano. He had three legged cat with MPD that he called 'Cooter.' Cooter didin't like this douchebag, so he crapped on his bed on daily basis. For reasons only apparent to Lucky, Cooter's anus constantly wept pus and blood; it was as if he had a stab wound that just wasn't allowed to heal. So he would apply a homemade balm, made from pickle juice and leftover refried beans, nightly to the wound while he watched his Golden Girls DVD collection. Then one day, while applying the balm to his cats ***, a strange man knocked at the door. He was an INS agent, in one hand he held deportation papers, in the other....his thing. He said, "Boy, you have two options." Lucky glanced back at the jar of concocted balm on the coffee table and retorted, "The way I see it, I have three options."
Once upon a time, there was a douchebag named unluckyluciano. He had three legged cat with MPD that he called 'Cooter.' Cooter didin't like this douchebag, so he crapped on his bed on daily basis. For reasons only apparent to Lucky, Cooter's anus constantly wept pus and blood; it was as if he had a stab wound that just wasn't allowed to heal. So he would apply a homemade balm, made from pickle juice and leftover refried beans, nightly to the wound while he watched his Golden Girls DVD collection. Then one day, while applying the balm to his cats ***, a strange man knocked at the door. He was an INS agent, in one hand he held deportation papers, in the other....his thing. He said, "Boy, you have two options." Lucky glanced back at the jar of concocted balm on the coffee table and retorted, "The way I see it, I have three options." Lucky then did a 720 backflip side twisting barrel roll, landing with the balm in one hand, and a taser in the other.
Once upon a time, there was a douchebag named unluckyluciano. He had three legged cat with MPD that he called 'Cooter.' Cooter didin't like this douchebag, so he crapped on his bed on daily basis. For reasons only apparent to Lucky, Cooter's anus constantly wept pus and blood; it was as if he had a stab wound that just wasn't allowed to heal. So he would apply a homemade balm, made from pickle juice and leftover refried beans, nightly to the wound while he watched his Golden Girls DVD collection. Then one day, while applying the balm to his cats ***, a strange man knocked at the door. He was an INS agent, in one hand he held deportation papers, in the other....his thing. He said, "Boy, you have two options." Lucky glanced back at the jar of concocted balm on the coffee table and retorted, "The way I see it, I have three options." Lucky then did a 720 backflip side twisting barrel roll, landing with the balm in one hand, and a taser in the other. It was almost too late when he realized that the INS agent was really Samphin, dressed in his favorite Halloween costume, and the papers and....thingie....were both fake.
Once upon a time, there was a douchebag named unluckyluciano. He had three legged cat with MPD that he called 'Cooter.' Cooter didin't like this douchebag, so he crapped on his bed on daily basis. For reasons only apparent to Lucky, Cooter's anus constantly wept pus and blood; it was as if he had a stab wound that just wasn't allowed to heal. So he would apply a homemade balm, made from pickle juice and leftover refried beans, nightly to the wound while he watched his Golden Girls DVD collection. Then one day, while applying the balm to his cats ***, a strange man knocked at the door. He was an INS agent, in one hand he held deportation papers, in the other....his thing. He said, "Boy, you have two options." Lucky glanced back at the jar of concocted balm on the coffee table and retorted, "The way I see it, I have three options." Lucky then did a 720 backflip side twisting barrel roll, landing with the balm in one hand, and a taser in the other. It was almost too late when he realized that the INS agent was really Samphin, dressed in his favorite Halloween costume, and the papers and....thingie....were both fake. Samphin cracked a smile and then talked Lucky into using the taser on himself.
Once upon a time, there was a douchebag named unluckyluciano. He had three legged cat with MPD that he called 'Cooter.' Cooter didin't like this douchebag, so he crapped on his bed on daily basis. For reasons only apparent to Lucky, Cooter's anus constantly wept pus and blood; it was as if he had a stab wound that just wasn't allowed to heal. So he would apply a homemade balm, made from pickle juice and leftover refried beans, nightly to the wound while he watched his Golden Girls DVD collection. Then one day, while applying the balm to his cats ***, a strange man knocked at the door. He was an INS agent, in one hand he held deportation papers, in the other....his thing. He said, "Boy, you have two options." Lucky glanced back at the jar of concocted balm on the coffee table and retorted, "The way I see it, I have three options." Lucky then did a 720 backflip side twisting barrel roll, landing with the balm in one hand, and a taser in the other. It was almost too late when he realized that the INS agent was really Samphin, dressed in his favorite Halloween costume, and the papers and....thingie....were both fake. Samphin cracked a smile and then talked Lucky into using the taser on himself. While Lucky was recovering Samphin systematically used and clogged up every toilet, as well as the kitchen sink, in the house.
Once upon a time, there was a douchebag named unluckyluciano. He had three legged cat with MPD that he called 'Cooter.' Cooter didin't like this douchebag, so he crapped on his bed on daily basis. For reasons only apparent to Lucky, Cooter's anus constantly wept pus and blood; it was as if he had a stab wound that just wasn't allowed to heal. So he would apply a homemade balm, made from pickle juice and leftover refried beans, nightly to the wound while he watched his Golden Girls DVD collection. Then one day, while applying the balm to his cats ***, a strange man knocked at the door. He was an INS agent, in one hand he held deportation papers, in the other....his thing. He said, "Boy, you have two options." Lucky glanced back at the jar of concocted balm on the coffee table and retorted, "The way I see it, I have three options." Lucky then did a 720 backflip side twisting barrel roll, landing with the balm in one hand, and a taser in the other. It was almost too late when he realized that the INS agent was really Samphin, dressed in his favorite Halloween costume, and the papers and....thingie....were both fake. Samphin cracked a smile and then talked Lucky into using the taser on himself. While Lucky was recovering Samphin systematically used and clogged up every toilet, as well as the kitchen sink, in the house. After a long while, Lucky awoke, and upon seeing condition of his house, he exclaimed, "the magic taser has transported me back to Mexico!"
Once upon a time, there was a douchebag named unluckyluciano. He had three legged cat with MPD that he called 'Cooter.' Cooter didin't like this douchebag, so he crapped on his bed on daily basis. For reasons only apparent to Lucky, Cooter's anus constantly wept pus and blood; it was as if he had a stab wound that just wasn't allowed to heal. So he would apply a homemade balm, made from pickle juice and leftover refried beans, nightly to the wound while he watched his Golden Girls DVD collection. Then one day, while applying the balm to his cats ***, a strange man knocked at the door. He was an INS agent, in one hand he held deportation papers, in the other....his thing. He said, "Boy, you have two options." Lucky glanced back at the jar of concocted balm on the coffee table and retorted, "The way I see it, I have three options." Lucky then did a 720 backflip side twisting barrel roll, landing with the balm in one hand, and a taser in the other. It was almost too late when he realized that the INS agent was really Samphin, dressed in his favorite Halloween costume, and the papers and....thingie....were both fake. Samphin cracked a smile and then talked Lucky into using the taser on himself. While Lucky was recovering Samphin systematically used and clogged up every toilet, as well as the kitchen sink, in the house. After a long while, Lucky awoke, and upon seeing condition of his house, he exclaimed, "the magic taser has transported me back to Mexico!" He then noticed Samphin was gone, but he had left behind something very valuable.
Once upon a time, there was a douchebag named unluckyluciano. He had three legged cat with MPD that he called 'Cooter.' Cooter didin't like this douchebag, so he crapped on his bed on daily basis. For reasons only apparent to Lucky, Cooter's anus constantly wept pus and blood; it was as if he had a stab wound that just wasn't allowed to heal. So he would apply a homemade balm, made from pickle juice and leftover refried beans, nightly to the wound while he watched his Golden Girls DVD collection. Then one day, while applying the balm to his cats ***, a strange man knocked at the door. He was an INS agent, in one hand he held deportation papers, in the other....his thing. He said, "Boy, you have two options." Lucky glanced back at the jar of concocted balm on the coffee table and retorted, "The way I see it, I have three options." Lucky then did a 720 backflip side twisting barrel roll, landing with the balm in one hand, and a taser in the other. It was almost too late when he realized that the INS agent was really Samphin, dressed in his favorite Halloween costume, and the papers and....thingie....were both fake. Samphin cracked a smile and then talked Lucky into using the taser on himself. While Lucky was recovering Samphin systematically used and clogged up every toilet, as well as the kitchen sink, in the house. After a long while, Lucky awoke, and upon seeing condition of his house, he exclaimed, "the magic taser has transported me back to Mexico!" He then noticed Samphin was gone, but he had left behind something very valuable. His virginity.
Once upon a time, there was a douchebag named unluckyluciano. He had three legged cat with MPD that he called 'Cooter.' Cooter didin't like this douchebag, so he crapped on his bed on daily basis. For reasons only apparent to Lucky, Cooter's anus constantly wept pus and blood; it was as if he had a stab wound that just wasn't allowed to heal. So he would apply a homemade balm, made from pickle juice and leftover refried beans, nightly to the wound while he watched his Golden Girls DVD collection. Then one day, while applying the balm to his cats ***, a strange man knocked at the door. He was an INS agent, in one hand he held deportation papers, in the other....his thing. He said, "Boy, you have two options." Lucky glanced back at the jar of concocted balm on the coffee table and retorted, "The way I see it, I have three options." Lucky then did a 720 backflip side twisting barrel roll, landing with the balm in one hand, and a taser in the other. It was almost too late when he realized that the INS agent was really Samphin, dressed in his favorite Halloween costume, and the papers and....thingie....were both fake. Samphin cracked a smile and then talked Lucky into using the taser on himself. While Lucky was recovering Samphin systematically used and clogged up every toilet, as well as the kitchen sink, in the house. After a long while, Lucky awoke, and upon seeing condition of his house, he exclaimed, "the magic taser has transported me back to Mexico!" He then noticed Samphin was gone, but he had left behind something very valuable. His virginity. At long last, Lucky has quenched his thirst for young adult male virgin anus.
Once upon a time, there was a douchebag named unluckyluciano. He had three legged cat with MPD that he called 'Cooter.' Cooter didin't like this douchebag, so he crapped on his bed on daily basis. For reasons only apparent to Lucky, Cooter's anus constantly wept pus and blood; it was as if he had a stab wound that just wasn't allowed to heal. So he would apply a homemade balm, made from pickle juice and leftover refried beans, nightly to the wound while he watched his Golden Girls DVD collection. Then one day, while applying the balm to his cats ***, a strange man knocked at the door. He was an INS agent, in one hand he held deportation papers, in the other....his thing. He said, "Boy, you have two options." Lucky glanced back at the jar of concocted balm on the coffee table and retorted, "The way I see it, I have three options." Lucky then did a 720 backflip side twisting barrel roll, landing with the balm in one hand, and a taser in the other. It was almost too late when he realized that the INS agent was really Samphin, dressed in his favorite Halloween costume, and the papers and....thingie....were both fake. Samphin cracked a smile and then talked Lucky into using the taser on himself. While Lucky was recovering Samphin systematically used and clogged up every toilet, as well as the kitchen sink, in the house. After a long while, Lucky awoke, and upon seeing condition of his house, he exclaimed, "the magic taser has transported me back to Mexico!" He then noticed Samphin was gone, but he had left behind something very valuable. His virginity. At long last, Lucky has quenched his thirst for young adult male virgin anus. That is, until he agreed to meet up with some other guys in a planned trip to North Carolina.
Once upon a time, there was a douchebag named unluckyluciano. He had three legged cat with MPD that he called 'Cooter.' Cooter didin't like this douchebag, so he crapped on his bed on daily basis. For reasons only apparent to Lucky, Cooter's anus constantly wept pus and blood; it was as if he had a stab wound that just wasn't allowed to heal. So he would apply a homemade balm, made from pickle juice and leftover refried beans, nightly to the wound while he watched his Golden Girls DVD collection. Then one day, while applying the balm to his cats ***, a strange man knocked at the door. He was an INS agent, in one hand he held deportation papers, in the other....his thing. He said, "Boy, you have two options." Lucky glanced back at the jar of concocted balm on the coffee table and retorted, "The way I see it, I have three options." Lucky then did a 720 backflip side twisting barrel roll, landing with the balm in one hand, and a taser in the other. It was almost too late when he realized that the INS agent was really Samphin, dressed in his favorite Halloween costume, and the papers and....thingie....were both fake. Samphin cracked a smile and then talked Lucky into using the taser on himself. While Lucky was recovering Samphin systematically used and clogged up every toilet, as well as the kitchen sink, in the house. After a long while, Lucky awoke, and upon seeing condition of his house, he exclaimed, "the magic taser has transported me back to Mexico!" He then noticed Samphin was gone, but he had left behind something very valuable. His virginity. At long last, Lucky has quenched his thirst for young adult male virgin anus. That is, until he agreed to meet up with some other guys in a planned trip to North Carolina. They were there to watch the Dolphins kick some Panthers ***, and to add some diversity into the local gene pool.
Once upon a time, there was a douchebag named unluckyluciano. He had three legged cat with MPD that he called 'Cooter.' Cooter didin't like this douchebag, so he crapped on his bed on daily basis. For reasons only apparent to Lucky, Cooter's anus constantly wept pus and blood; it was as if he had a stab wound that just wasn't allowed to heal. So he would apply a homemade balm, made from pickle juice and leftover refried beans, nightly to the wound while he watched his Golden Girls DVD collection. Then one day, while applying the balm to his cats ***, a strange man knocked at the door. He was an INS agent, in one hand he held deportation papers, in the other....his thing. He said, "Boy, you have two options." Lucky glanced back at the jar of concocted balm on the coffee table and retorted, "The way I see it, I have three options." Lucky then did a 720 backflip side twisting barrel roll, landing with the balm in one hand, and a taser in the other. It was almost too late when he realized that the INS agent was really Samphin, dressed in his favorite Halloween costume, and the papers and....thingie....were both fake. Samphin cracked a smile and then talked Lucky into using the taser on himself. While Lucky was recovering Samphin systematically used and clogged up every toilet, as well as the kitchen sink, in the house. After a long while, Lucky awoke, and upon seeing condition of his house, he exclaimed, "the magic taser has transported me back to Mexico!" He then noticed Samphin was gone, but he had left behind something very valuable. His virginity. At long last, Lucky has quenched his thirst for young adult male virgin anus. That is, until he agreed to meet up with some other guys in a planned trip to North Carolina. They were there to watch the Dolphins kick some Panthers ***, and to add some diversity into the local gene pool. However to their surprise, they found that half the population of NC was made up of native Floridians, actually trying to escape diversity.
Once upon a time, there was a douchebag named unluckyluciano. He had three legged cat with MPD that he called 'Cooter.' Cooter didin't like this douchebag, so he crapped on his bed on daily basis. For reasons only apparent to Lucky, Cooter's anus constantly wept pus and blood; it was as if he had a stab wound that just wasn't allowed to heal. So he would apply a homemade balm, made from pickle juice and leftover refried beans, nightly to the wound while he watched his Golden Girls DVD collection. Then one day, while applying the balm to his cats ***, a strange man knocked at the door. He was an INS agent, in one hand he held deportation papers, in the other....his thing. He said, "Boy, you have two options." Lucky glanced back at the jar of concocted balm on the coffee table and retorted, "The way I see it, I have three options." Lucky then did a 720 backflip side twisting barrel roll, landing with the balm in one hand, and a taser in the other. It was almost too late when he realized that the INS agent was really Samphin, dressed in his favorite Halloween costume, and the papers and....thingie....were both fake. Samphin cracked a smile and then talked Lucky into using the taser on himself. While Lucky was recovering Samphin systematically used and clogged up every toilet, as well as the kitchen sink, in the house. After a long while, Lucky awoke, and upon seeing condition of his house, he exclaimed, "the magic taser has transported me back to Mexico!" He then noticed Samphin was gone, but he had left behind something very valuable. His virginity. At long last, Lucky has quenched his thirst for young adult male virgin anus. That is, until he agreed to meet up with some other guys in a planned trip to North Carolina. They were there to watch the Dolphins kick some Panthers ***, and to add some diversity into the local gene pool. However to their surprise, they found that half the population of NC was made up of native Floridians, actually trying to escape diversity. So lucky.....realizing he didnt fit in (hes mexican, and smells) hitch hiked on the interstate....to find whatever it was he was looking for......but who would pull over to pick lucky up? The one and only kayne west .....
Once upon a time, there was a douchebag named unluckyluciano. He had three legged cat with MPD that he called 'Cooter.' Cooter didin't like this douchebag, so he crapped on his bed on daily basis. For reasons only apparent to Lucky, Cooter's anus constantly wept pus and blood; it was as if he had a stab wound that just wasn't allowed to heal. So he would apply a homemade balm, made from pickle juice and leftover refried beans, nightly to the wound while he watched his Golden Girls DVD collection. Then one day, while applying the balm to his cats ***, a strange man knocked at the door. He was an INS agent, in one hand he held deportation papers, in the other....his thing. He said, "Boy, you have two options." Lucky glanced back at the jar of concocted balm on the coffee table and retorted, "The way I see it, I have three options." Lucky then did a 720 backflip side twisting barrel roll, landing with the balm in one hand, and a taser in the other. It was almost too late when he realized that the INS agent was really Samphin, dressed in his favorite Halloween costume, and the papers and....thingie....were both fake. Samphin cracked a smile and then talked Lucky into using the taser on himself. While Lucky was recovering Samphin systematically used and clogged up every toilet, as well as the kitchen sink, in the house. After a long while, Lucky awoke, and upon seeing condition of his house, he exclaimed, "the magic taser has transported me back to Mexico!" He then noticed Samphin was gone, but he had left behind something very valuable. His virginity. At long last, Lucky has quenched his thirst for young adult male virgin anus. That is, until he agreed to meet up with some other guys in a planned trip to North Carolina. They were there to watch the Dolphins kick some Panthers ***, and to add some diversity into the local gene pool. However to their surprise, they found that half the population of NC was made up of native Floridians, actually trying to escape diversity. So lucky.....realizing he didnt fit in (hes mexican, and smells) hitch hiked on the interstate....to find whatever it was he was looking for......but who would pull over to pick lucky up? The one and only kayne west .....One sentence at a time, *******!
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Once upon a time, there was a douchebag named unluckyluciano. He had three legged cat with MPD that he called 'Cooter.' Cooter didin't like this douchebag, so he crapped on his bed on daily basis. For reasons only apparent to Lucky, Cooter's anus constantly wept pus and blood; it was as if he had a stab wound that just wasn't allowed to heal. So he would apply a homemade balm, made from pickle juice and leftover refried beans, nightly to the wound while he watched his Golden Girls DVD collection. ????: ThePHINS.com - Miami Dolphins Forums http://forums.thephins.com/showthread.php?p=951710 Then one day, while applying the balm to his cats ***, a strange man knocked at the door. He was an INS agent, in one hand he held deportation papers, in the other....his thing. He said, "Boy, you have two options." Lucky glanced back at the jar of concocted balm on the coffee table and retorted, "The way I see it, I have three options." Lucky then did a 720 backflip side twisting barrel roll, landing with the balm in one hand, and a taser in the other. It was almost too late when he realized that the INS agent was really Samphin, dressed in his favorite Halloween costume, and the papers and....thingie....were both fake. Samphin cracked a smile and then talked Lucky into using the taser on himself. While Lucky was recovering Samphin systematically used and clogged up every toilet, as well as the kitchen sink, in the house. After a long while, Lucky awoke, and upon seeing condition of his house, he exclaimed, "the magic taser has transported me back to Mexico!" He then noticed Samphin was gone, but he had left behind something very valuable. His virginity. At long last, Lucky has quenched his thirst for young adult male virgin anus. That is, until he agreed to meet up with some other guys in a planned trip to North Carolina. They were there to watch the Dolphins kick some Panthers ***, and to add some diversity into the local gene pool. However to their surprise, they found that half the population of NC was made up of native Floridians, actually trying to escape diversity. So lucky.....realizing he didnt fit in (hes mexican, and smells) hitch hiked on the interstate....to find whatever it was he was looking for......but who would pull over to pick lucky up? The one and only kayne west .....One sentence at a time, *******! Yelled Kayne West, Kanye West's older brother, he continued, "where you headin senor?"
Once upon a time, there was a douchebag named unluckyluciano. He had three legged cat with MPD that he called 'Cooter.' Cooter didin't like this douchebag, so he crapped on his bed on daily basis. For reasons only apparent to Lucky, Cooter's anus constantly wept pus and blood; it was as if he had a stab wound that just wasn't allowed to heal. So he would apply a homemade balm, made from pickle juice and leftover refried beans, nightly to the wound while he watched his Golden Girls DVD collection. Then one day, while applying the balm to his cats ***, a strange man knocked at the door. He was an INS agent, in one hand he held deportation papers, in the other....his thing. He said, "Boy, you have two options." Lucky glanced back at the jar of concocted balm on the coffee table and retorted, "The way I see it, I have three options." Lucky then did a 720 backflip side twisting barrel roll, landing with the balm in one hand, and a taser in the other. It was almost too late when he realized that the INS agent was really Samphin, dressed in his favorite Halloween costume, and the papers and....thingie....were both fake. Samphin cracked a smile and then talked Lucky into using the taser on himself. While Lucky was recovering Samphin systematically used and clogged up every toilet, as well as the kitchen sink, in the house. After a long while, Lucky awoke, and upon seeing condition of his house, he exclaimed, "the magic taser has transported me back to Mexico!" He then noticed Samphin was gone, but he had left behind something very valuable. His virginity. At long last, Lucky has quenched his thirst for young adult male virgin anus. That is, until he agreed to meet up with some other guys in a planned trip to North Carolina. They were there to watch the Dolphins kick some Panthers ***, and to add some diversity into the local gene pool. However to their surprise, they found that half the population of NC was made up of native Floridians, actually trying to escape diversity. So lucky.....realizing he didnt fit in (hes mexican, and smells) hitch hiked on the interstate....to find whatever it was he was looking for......but who would pull over to pick lucky up? The one and only kayne west "One sentence at a time, *******!" yelled Kayne West, Kanye West's older brother, he continued, "where you headin senor?" "I'm not sure, but you're not invited, " exclaimed Lucky while he fumbled in his pocket for his phone to drunk dial his brothers ex-wife from Cuba.
Once upon a time, there was a douchebag named unluckyluciano. He had three legged cat with MPD that he called 'Cooter.' Cooter didin't like this douchebag, so he crapped on his bed on daily basis. For reasons only apparent to Lucky, Cooter's anus constantly wept pus and blood; it was as if he had a stab wound that just wasn't allowed to heal. So he would apply a homemade balm, made from pickle juice and leftover refried beans, nightly to the wound while he watched his Golden Girls DVD collection. Then one day, while applying the balm to his cats ***, a strange man knocked at the door. He was an INS agent, in one hand he held deportation papers, in the other....his thing. He said, "Boy, you have two options." Lucky glanced back at the jar of concocted balm on the coffee table and retorted, "The way I see it, I have three options." Lucky then did a 720 backflip side twisting barrel roll, landing with the balm in one hand, and a taser in the other. It was almost too late when he realized that the INS agent was really Samphin, dressed in his favorite Halloween costume, and the papers and....thingie....were both fake. Samphin cracked a smile and then talked Lucky into using the taser on himself. While Lucky was recovering Samphin systematically used and clogged up every toilet, as well as the kitchen sink, in the house. After a long while, Lucky awoke, and upon seeing condition of his house, he exclaimed, "the magic taser has transported me back to Mexico!" He then noticed Samphin was gone, but he had left behind something very valuable. His virginity. At long last, Lucky has quenched his thirst for young adult male virgin anus. That is, until he agreed to meet up with some other guys in a planned trip to North Carolina. They were there to watch the Dolphins kick some Panthers ***, and to add some diversity into the local gene pool. However to their surprise, they found that half the population of NC was made up of native Floridians, actually trying to escape diversity. So lucky.....realizing he didnt fit in (hes mexican, and smells) hitch hiked on the interstate....to find whatever it was he was looking for......but who would pull over to pick lucky up? The one and only kayne west "One sentence at a time, *******!" yelled Kayne West, Kanye West's older brother, he continued, "where you headin senor?" "I'm not sure, but you're not invited, " exclaimed Lucky while he fumbled in his pocket for his phone to drunk dial his brothers ex-wife from Cuba. His sister in law Rosa answered the phone and says "hola chico, deed you get the wayavera I seent you for kreesmas?
Once upon a time, there was a douchebag named unluckyluciano. He had three legged cat with MPD that he called 'Cooter.' Cooter didin't like this douchebag, so he crapped on his bed on daily basis. For reasons only apparent to Lucky, Cooter's anus constantly wept pus and blood; it was as if he had a stab wound that just wasn't allowed to heal. So he would apply a homemade balm, made from pickle juice and leftover refried beans, nightly to the wound while he watched his Golden Girls DVD collection. Then one day, while applying the balm to his cats ***, a strange man knocked at the door. He was an INS agent, in one hand he held deportation papers, in the other....his thing. He said, "Boy, you have two options." Lucky glanced back at the jar of concocted balm on the coffee table and retorted, "The way I see it, I have three options." Lucky then did a 720 backflip side twisting barrel roll, landing with the balm in one hand, and a taser in the other. It was almost too late when he realized that the INS agent was really Samphin, dressed in his favorite Halloween costume, and the papers and....thingie....were both fake. Samphin cracked a smile and then talked Lucky into using the taser on himself. While Lucky was recovering Samphin systematically used and clogged up every toilet, as well as the kitchen sink, in the house. After a long while, Lucky awoke, and upon seeing condition of his house, he exclaimed, "the magic taser has transported me back to Mexico!" He then noticed Samphin was gone, but he had left behind something very valuable. His virginity. At long last, Lucky has quenched his thirst for young adult male virgin anus. That is, until he agreed to meet up with some other guys in a planned trip to North Carolina. They were there to watch the Dolphins kick some Panthers ***, and to add some diversity into the local gene pool. However to their surprise, they found that half the population of NC was made up of native Floridians, actually trying to escape diversity. So lucky.....realizing he didnt fit in (hes mexican, and smells) hitch hiked on the interstate....to find whatever it was he was looking for......but who would pull over to pick lucky up? The one and only kayne west "One sentence at a time, *******!" yelled Kayne West, Kanye West's older brother, he continued, "where you headin senor?" "I'm not sure, but you're not invited, " exclaimed Lucky while he fumbled in his pocket for his phone to drunk dial his brothers ex-wife from Cuba. His sister in law Rosa answered the phone and says "hola chico, deed you get the wayavera I seent you for kreesmas? "Wait........there's no Luck Dragons here!" Confused by the douchebag's inability to communicate in the realm of reality, Rosa slammed the phone down and headed outside to score some crack from the crippled homeless guy that lives in her bushes.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Once upon a time, there was a douchebag named unluckyluciano. He had three legged cat with MPD that he called 'Cooter.' Cooter didin't like this douchebag, so he crapped on his bed on daily basis. For reasons only apparent to Lucky, Cooter's anus constantly wept pus and blood; it was as if he had a stab wound that just wasn't allowed to heal. So he would apply a homemade balm, made from pickle juice and leftover refried beans, nightly to the wound while he watched his Golden Girls DVD collection. Then one day, while applying the balm to his cats ***, a strange man knocked at the door. He was an INS agent, in one hand he held deportation papers, in the other....his thing. He said, "Boy, you have two options." Lucky glanced back at the jar of concocted balm on the coffee table and retorted, "The way I see it, I have three options." Lucky then did a 720 backflip side twisting barrel roll, landing with the balm in one hand, and a taser in the other. It was almost too late when he realized that the INS agent was really Samphin, dressed in his favorite Halloween costume, and the papers and....thingie....were both fake. Samphin cracked a smile and then talked Lucky into using the taser on himself. While Lucky was recovering Samphin systematically used and clogged up every toilet, as well as the kitchen sink, in the house. After a long while, Lucky awoke, and upon seeing condition of his house, he exclaimed, "the magic taser has transported me back to Mexico!" ????: ThePHINS.com - Miami Dolphins Forums http://forums.thephins.com/showthread.php?p=952674 He then noticed Samphin was gone, but he had left behind something very valuable. His virginity. At long last, Lucky has quenched his thirst for young adult male virgin anus. That is, until he agreed to meet up with some other guys in a planned trip to North Carolina. They were there to watch the Dolphins kick some Panthers ***, and to add some diversity into the local gene pool. However to their surprise, they found that half the population of NC was made up of native Floridians, actually trying to escape diversity. So lucky.....realizing he didnt fit in (hes mexican, and smells) hitch hiked on the interstate....to find whatever it was he was looking for......but who would pull over to pick lucky up? The one and only kayne west "One sentence at a time, *******!" yelled Kayne West, Kanye West's older brother, he continued, "where you headin senor?" "I'm not sure, but you're not invited, " exclaimed Lucky while he fumbled in his pocket for his phone to drunk dial his brothers ex-wife from Cuba. His sister in law Rosa answered the phone and says "hola chico, deed you get the wayavera I seent you for kreesmas? "Wait........there's no Luck Dragons here!" Confused by the douchebag's inability to communicate in the realm of reality, Rosa slammed the phone down and headed outside to score some crack from the crippled homeless guy that lives in her bushes. And man did she have some serious bush!
Once upon a time, there was a douchebag named unluckyluciano. He had three legged cat with MPD that he called 'Cooter.' Cooter didin't like this douchebag, so he crapped on his bed on daily basis. For reasons only apparent to Lucky, Cooter's anus constantly wept pus and blood; it was as if he had a stab wound that just wasn't allowed to heal. So he would apply a homemade balm, made from pickle juice and leftover refried beans, nightly to the wound while he watched his Golden Girls DVD collection. Then one day, while applying the balm to his cats ***, a strange man knocked at the door. He was an INS agent, in one hand he held deportation papers, in the other....his thing. He said, "Boy, you have two options." Lucky glanced back at the jar of concocted balm on the coffee table and retorted, "The way I see it, I have three options." Lucky then did a 720 backflip side twisting barrel roll, landing with the balm in one hand, and a taser in the other. It was almost too late when he realized that the INS agent was really Samphin, dressed in his favorite Halloween costume, and the papers and....thingie....were both fake. Samphin cracked a smile and then talked Lucky into using the taser on himself. While Lucky was recovering Samphin systematically used and clogged up every toilet, as well as the kitchen sink, in the house. After a long while, Lucky awoke, and upon seeing condition of his house, he exclaimed, "the magic taser has transported me back to Mexico!" ????: ThePHINS.com - Miami Dolphins Forums http://forums.thephins.com/showthread.php?p=952674 He then noticed Samphin was gone, but he had left behind something very valuable. His virginity. At long last, Lucky has quenched his thirst for young adult male virgin anus. That is, until he agreed to meet up with some other guys in a planned trip to North Carolina. They were there to watch the Dolphins kick some Panthers ***, and to add some diversity into the local gene pool. However to their surprise, they found that half the population of NC was made up of native Floridians, actually trying to escape diversity. So lucky.....realizing he didnt fit in (hes mexican, and smells) hitch hiked on the interstate....to find whatever it was he was looking for......but who would pull over to pick lucky up? The one and only kayne west "One sentence at a time, *******!" yelled Kayne West, Kanye West's older brother, he continued, "where you headin senor?" "I'm not sure, but you're not invited, " exclaimed Lucky while he fumbled in his pocket for his phone to drunk dial his brothers ex-wife from Cuba. His sister in law Rosa answered the phone and says "hola chico, deed you get the wayavera I seent you for kreesmas? "Wait........there's no Luck Dragons here!" Confused by the douchebag's inability to communicate in the realm of reality, Rosa slammed the phone down and headed outside to score some crack from the crippled homeless guy that lives in her bushes. And man did she have some serious bush! The homeless gentleman caught a whiff of her bush. it smelled of...
Once upon a time, there was a douchebag named unluckyluciano. He had three legged cat with MPD that he called 'Cooter.' Cooter didin't like this douchebag, so he crapped on his bed on daily basis. For reasons only apparent to Lucky, Cooter's anus constantly wept pus and blood; it was as if he had a stab wound that just wasn't allowed to heal. So he would apply a homemade balm, made from pickle juice and leftover refried beans, nightly to the wound while he watched his Golden Girls DVD collection. Then one day, while applying the balm to his cats ***, a strange man knocked at the door. He was an INS agent, in one hand he held deportation papers, in the other....his thing. He said, "Boy, you have two options." Lucky glanced back at the jar of concocted balm on the coffee table and retorted, "The way I see it, I have three options." Lucky then did a 720 backflip side twisting barrel roll, landing with the balm in one hand, and a taser in the other. It was almost too late when he realized that the INS agent was really Samphin, dressed in his favorite Halloween costume, and the papers and....thingie....were both fake. Samphin cracked a smile and then talked Lucky into using the taser on himself. While Lucky was recovering Samphin systematically used and clogged up every toilet, as well as the kitchen sink, in the house. After a long while, Lucky awoke, and upon seeing condition of his house, he exclaimed, "the magic taser has transported me back to Mexico!" He then noticed Samphin was gone, but he had left behind something very valuable. His virginity. At long last, Lucky has quenched his thirst for young adult male virgin anus. That is, until he agreed to meet up with some other guys in a planned trip to North Carolina. They were there to watch the Dolphins kick some Panthers ***, and to add some diversity into the local gene pool. However to their surprise, they found that half the population of NC was made up of native Floridians, actually trying to escape diversity. So lucky.....realizing he didnt fit in (hes mexican, and smells) hitch hiked on the interstate....to find whatever it was he was looking for......but who would pull over to pick lucky up? The one and only kayne west "One sentence at a time, *******!" yelled Kayne West, Kanye West's older brother, he continued, "where you headin senor?" "I'm not sure, but you're not invited, " exclaimed Lucky while he fumbled in his pocket for his phone to drunk dial his brothers ex-wife from Cuba. His sister in law Rosa answered the phone and says "hola chico, deed you get the wayavera I seent you for kreesmas? "Wait........there's no Luck Dragons here!" Confused by the douchebag's inability to communicate in the realm of reality, Rosa slammed the phone down and headed outside to score some crack from the crippled homeless guy that lives in her bushes. And man did she have some serious bush! The homeless gentleman caught a whiff of her bush. it smelled of Pancakes. Lucky, knowing that breakfast is good regardless of time of day, immediately offered butter and syrup.
Once upon a time, there was a douchebag named unluckyluciano. He had three legged cat with MPD that he called 'Cooter.' Cooter didin't like this douchebag, so he crapped on his bed on daily basis. For reasons only apparent to Lucky, Cooter's anus constantly wept pus and blood; it was as if he had a stab wound that just wasn't allowed to heal. So he would apply a homemade balm, made from pickle juice and leftover refried beans, nightly to the wound while he watched his Golden Girls DVD collection. Then one day, while applying the balm to his cats ***, a strange man knocked at the door. He was an INS agent, in one hand he held deportation papers, in the other....his thing. He said, "Boy, you have two options." Lucky glanced back at the jar of concocted balm on the coffee table and retorted, "The way I see it, I have three options." Lucky then did a 720 backflip side twisting barrel roll, landing with the balm in one hand, and a taser in the other. It was almost too late when he realized that the INS agent was really Samphin, dressed in his favorite Halloween costume, and the papers and....thingie....were both fake. Samphin cracked a smile and then talked Lucky into using the taser on himself. While Lucky was recovering Samphin systematically used and clogged up every toilet, as well as the kitchen sink, in the house. After a long while, Lucky awoke, and upon seeing condition of his house, he exclaimed, "the magic taser has transported me back to Mexico!" He then noticed Samphin was gone, but he had left behind something very valuable. His virginity. At long last, Lucky has quenched his thirst for young adult male virgin anus. That is, until he agreed to meet up with some other guys in a planned trip to North Carolina. They were there to watch the Dolphins kick some Panthers ***, and to add some diversity into the local gene pool. However to their surprise, they found that half the population of NC was made up of native Floridians, actually trying to escape diversity. So lucky.....realizing he didnt fit in (hes mexican, and smells) hitch hiked on the interstate....to find whatever it was he was looking for......but who would pull over to pick lucky up? The one and only kayne west "One sentence at a time, *******!" yelled Kayne West, Kanye West's older brother, he continued, "where you headin senor?" "I'm not sure, but you're not invited, " exclaimed Lucky while he fumbled in his pocket for his phone to drunk dial his brothers ex-wife from Cuba. His sister in law Rosa answered the phone and says "hola chico, deed you get the wayavera I seent you for kreesmas? "Wait........there's no Luck Dragons here!" Confused by the douchebag's inability to communicate in the realm of reality, Rosa slammed the phone down and headed outside to score some crack from the crippled homeless guy that lives in her bushes. And man did she have some serious bush! The homeless gentleman caught a whiff of her bush. it smelled of Pancakes. Lucky, knowing that breakfast is good regardless of time of day, immediately offered butter and syrup. Since Lucky lived in the back yard in a tree house, he climbed down to join them in a pancake and crack binge party.
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Once upon a time, there was a douchebag named unluckyluciano. He had three legged cat with MPD that he called 'Cooter.' Cooter didin't like this douchebag, so he crapped on his bed on daily basis. For reasons only apparent to Lucky, Cooter's anus constantly wept pus and blood; it was as if he had a stab wound that just wasn't allowed to heal. So he would apply a homemade balm, made from pickle juice and leftover refried beans, nightly to the wound while he watched his Golden Girls DVD collection. Then one day, while applying the balm to his cats ***, a strange man knocked at the door. He was an INS agent, in one hand he held deportation papers, in the other....his thing. He said, "Boy, you have two options." Lucky glanced back at the jar of concocted balm on the coffee table and retorted, "The way I see it, I have three options." Lucky then did a 720 backflip side twisting barrel roll, landing with the balm in one hand, and a taser in the other. It was almost too late when he realized that the INS agent was really Samphin, dressed in his favorite Halloween costume, and the papers and....thingie....were both fake. Samphin cracked a smile and then talked Lucky into using the taser on himself. While Lucky was recovering Samphin systematically used and clogged up every toilet, as well as the kitchen sink, in the house. After a long while, Lucky awoke, and upon seeing condition of his house, he exclaimed, "the magic taser has transported me back to Mexico!" He then noticed Samphin was gone, but he had left behind something very valuable. His virginity. At long last, Lucky has quenched his thirst for young adult male virgin anus. That is, until he agreed to meet up with some other guys in a planned trip to North Carolina. They were there to watch the Dolphins kick some Panthers ***, and to add some diversity into the local gene pool. However to their surprise, they found that half the population of NC was made up of native Floridians, actually trying to escape diversity. So lucky.....realizing he didnt fit in (hes mexican, and smells) hitch hiked on the interstate....to find whatever it was he was looking for......but who would pull over to pick lucky up? The one and only kayne west "One sentence at a time, *******!" yelled Kayne West, Kanye West's older brother, he continued, "where you headin senor?" "I'm not sure, but you're not invited, " exclaimed Lucky while he fumbled in his pocket for his phone to drunk dial his brothers ex-wife from Cuba. His sister in law Rosa answered the phone and says "hola chico, deed you get the wayavera I seent you for kreesmas? "Wait........there's no Luck Dragons here!" Confused by the douchebag's inability to communicate in the realm of reality, Rosa slammed the phone down and headed outside to score some crack from the crippled homeless guy that lives in her bushes. And man did she have some serious bush! The homeless gentleman caught a whiff of her bush. it smelled of Pancakes. Lucky, knowing that breakfast is good regardless of time of day, immediately offered butter and syrup. Since Lucky lived in the back yard in a tree house, he climbed down to join them in a pancake and crack binge party. He woke the next day, covered in leaves and laying next to a hooker, known around the neighborhood as "Maple".