That faithful encounter.....

"That faithful encounter in the stars when my mother gave birth but the elephant didn't want anything to do with the divorce payment because all the little orphans were too tired to sing happy birthday when the monkeys at the zoo came out of their cage to inflict justice upon people who hate gays and saying that they shouldnt have diseases."

We all know that monkeys do have capabilities that can reach far beyond The SUperman himself. Why do we never attain such power ourselves? No body ever knew since they all love eating oatmeal in their kitchens. Publishing books is another way to get authority when acting upon the legislative of america, and africa. Maybe if people gave a shit about public urination, we can be more flexible about god. この世には全てを支配するというものは存在していないはずだが、俺はその理論 を信じることができないのです. If my availibities at work were more flexive, I would jump to the moon with my water wings still attached to me saying:

The Start of it All
"Hey man wtf, why did all my of my body turn niggerish but my genitals reversed inside out when I could've just went to Jiffy lube to fix it up for me?"

My mother than told me: "Hey, I'm sorry, I didn't fucking have sex with a fucking war vet with a broken head and 3 arms just to give birth to a whiny fuckin maggot."

As I looked into my mother's eyes the same time those heartwarming words filled my ears, I started to feel something inside my jugular. Such a feeling that can never ever be twice the charm the first time it is shined.

With that thought still inside, I walked down this muddy road that has been tampered with jizz and other condiments you put on fries. As the cityscape has reached my eyes I began to ponder the meaning of why I set my eyes on becoming a drum major. The story not too long ago, but if I were to talk about it here and now, it would take a lifetime to explain how it began. I don't wan't to bore everyone with it's details, so I will leave it for another time. Well anyways heres the story:  I fell down on my porch one day and thought to myself that my dick was the shape of a baton that drum majors have used. I ran out to buy one of these batons and came back just to find out that mine was shorter.

Ever since then my life was set on that one goal. Now 30 years later down that line, already graduated from high school and can not find a suitable pair of shoes. Out of the corner of my eyes I saw this little girl, just waiting for something or someone to come to her aid. She was limping on one finger, blood still gushing out from her leg on one side, eyes filled with yellow as if she was dying.

"Hel......p......Help...me~...." as the young girl tried desperately calling out to me. Suddenly the thought came to me. "This girl can be saved...there is a medical house just 3 feet away from here, if I just carry her inside, they can probably save her." As I was lost in thought, I went about my way to continue my life's goal. The year was now 4012, cities are pale in a brown metal, bronze I think was the name of it, lamposts dimmed the shit out of because it was considered "The Sacred Sperm of God"



前へ進め！Moving ahead！
After escaping from that brutal city, I came across a much nicer country  --->

The natives of this town doesn't seem to know their english much. As the nice guy I am, I tried setting them on the correct path in life. From the side alley appeared a little infant, seeming as if she wanted to ask me something. I thought that this would be the best oppurtunity to help them out.

"Hey there, can you say apple?  A..pple..?" I asked.

"길을 잃어버렸어요" replied the infant, who have seemed to still have it's umbilical cord attached halfway.

"No nono nono no no...........no....You just sounded like a retared..   I said A-  pple..  Apple...Try saying it again"  I insisted on saying.

"좀 도와주실 수 있으시나요?" replied the little one. So enraged that I couldn't even get one little native to say a word, I struck it/her with the pan I have been held summerged in water since the day my father cut off his heart and filled his lungs with oil to prevent my nail from being painted. The rust that came from the water would indeed make this so-called defense mechanism 10x the strength it once was when bought at FloorMart.

"Biiinggg"....

The sound of the pan wailing across the infant's temple gave a sound so loud on impact, it had the whole civilazation churning in their sleep. Suddenly people started coming from the sewers, windows, cracks in the walls, all trying to find out the source of the loud noise.

"너돌았냐！？"    "죽을래！！"   screamed the people in what seemed as if they were outraged.

"What?" I replied. I had no idea if they were mad about this kid not being able to say a simple such as "apple", or if that it is in their blood to make those faces because of birth defects caused by inbreeding since they also cannot pronouce their english correctly.

"No No no...OMG you guys too? ".  What is wrong with this village? The people all seem to not know anything about their own language. Just as the many angry looking villagers came towards me with what seemed to be sharp knives, swords and used wooded sticks that seemed to have been used sexually, I came up with a solution.

"These people, can be taught a lesson..." The idea came to me in an instant. I could start a school that can teach them how to funciton in society, have classes where they know the difference between Jimmy Carter and Ronald Mcdonald's son' nephew. The many briliant things that can be taught, there were just so much, they were countless.

As the screaming people of this village still are coming towards me, I went into the nearest hardware shop to look for tools into constructing my new found school.

Days and days passed as I continued with my plan, only taking breaks for usual masterbation to prevent from getting testicular cancer. Soon as the months went on by and seasons are passing, I finally managed to build my school.

I hereby declare this school "Schwangerschaftsverhütungsmittel Senior High -constructed year 4024". I gathered many of the natives, who could by now speak somewhat correct speech, to make it official. Most of the people of this country must now learn how to speak correctly, and this school was meant for those who are poor at it. For those who refused, they were forced into getting their tubes tied, vasectomies, and even sex changes for their punishment, such laws were established back in the year 4015 when they found many infants lying dead on the streets. Satisfied in finishing building the school, I left again on a journey to fulfill my dreams as a drum major.

My life, The beginning, The Woman Whom Bored Thy Children and the Origin of the Laugh lines


After wandering endlessly on my path, I met up with strange woman. She seemed to have had nice body and dashing smooth skin. Her body was indeed nice, so nice that it would be a shame not to mention it twice, or even thrice. Nice Body, she seemed to be selling what seems like coffee, but made of oranges. Other than the fact that her spelling needs work, the nice aroma she gives off was utterly sweet. This was what you call, love at first sight? The amazing scenery behind her oh-so sweet ear lobes was the most beautiful thing ever, and of course she is also beautiful. I could gaze at this astonishing scene all day, but just staring at her will make her think I am a dangerous person. So to prove that I am not a dangerous being, I came up and talked to her.

"Hello there miss, I was wondering if you knew the way to the Shangri-La Palace of Florence Nightingale" I tried saying in the most luxurious way possible.

"Oh my, why it is thata way mista" replied back in a grotesque manner that had me thinking Dr. Suess teaming up with Barney to attack little children.

Before I knew it I slammed her against the car window, unzipping my pants, just thinking about the nasty things she just said to me I was furious. My rage cannot be more ignited than it is right now as I curb stomped her hands against her tires.

"Aaaaggghhhh!!! What're yo-...." before she could finish those words, my hard dick has already penetrated her mouth. The look on her face when you can see on the outside of her mouth and down her throat, the shape of my baton-sized penis going in and in and in and then left and then back in. I realized that if my life had an author, I would be pretty sure he had a hard on right now while wrighting about what I am doing now. The oranges she was hold had dropped to the floor, the guitar she was playing had fallen into the hands of leprachauns, which was great becaues they started playing the tune of "Feeding of Nihility " by the band ''Disfiguring the Goddess. ''As my dick was raging inside of her, I spent days upon days thinking about what to do in this town. After all of the countless thrusts, I finally released my pent up frustration I have kept inside all this time. The source of my frustration was when I think back to that elderly homeless woman who was lying on the ground searching for food, on the brink of starvation. I had felt so guilty about finishing that 5 star meal I had that day at home, rather than right in front of her face. As she swallowed most of my semen, with having the other 97% of it going to waste because she couldn't handle it all, I set back on foot to look for a nice hotel to stay in for the night.

Time passed as I continued walking throughout the night looking for a place to stay. The moon was bright and the sun was even brighter on this desolate road. Then after hours upon minutes of walking, in the corner of my eye I saw an appealing sign that sparked my interest.

"Welcome to Laffy Linez"

What an intriguing name for a hotel. It reminds me of the time my mother told me that she loved me and wanted to bear my children when my father left her for my sister. Without a second thought, I entered the building. Inside was a hallway lit with what seemed to be burnt incense sticks made from the feces of chihuahuas and the middle fingers of terrorists. Across the hallway, there seemed to be person at the counter. He gave off the appearance of a young boy in his mid 70's wearing a popped collar, and what seemed to be a sailor-like hat that you can find at any hardware store. But the most oustanding feature that distinguished him from most other people, are the sexy chizzled laugh lines that would make any sane woman cream.

"Hello there sir, what would you like for this evening? " asked the young lad. Trying hard not to give into staring at those lines on his face, I replied back.

"Yess... I would like a one nighter please".

"Alright sir, please give me your name so that I can reserve your room"

"Kenny....You can call me Kenny.." I replied. As we exchanged looks that was rather lavish, I paid for my room. I  just couldn't get pass the thought of leaving this fine fellow to go into my room after all of the deep conversations we had in this one minute we have met. Then the thought hit me, I could take something from this place for me to remember him by. I stuck my hand in my pocket, took out the socket wrench that I found earlier, jumped on his face and started wailing it harder than when my ligament was bitten off by the woman I thought to be my chair.

"Sir!!?  Stop this madne-......", it was already too late. The wrench had twisted hard on his cheeks, blood started to pulse out the more I twist. Then finally when the wrench came off, blood had started to sink back into his face. "W-What... What did you do to my lovely face!???!" cried the man.

"Just wanted, these good ol' lucky charms"...I said in a cool manner. I took the torned off laugh lines and stuck it onto my own face. I then apologized to the person, paid more money for an extra night, left the building, and once again continued on my quest.

The Hunt for Food
The year now is 4089, I was near death as I haven't eaten anything since my semen was stolen from the magic techniques of a peasant's mouth. Not only was my semen extracted, the peasant had bitten down on my penis leaving a scar that would even put a mere baby into a coma. Not knowing what had happened as the pain gushed throughout my body, I grabbed the peasant by the legs and bent them 360 degrees. In my rage, I had killed the peasant. Remembering back on it now I feel sorry, and couldn't control myself. God bless his soul.

Getting back to the main point, I was starving to death, with no sign of civilization for miles. After walking another 39 feet, I finally see a city. The town was surrounded by air and had this really dark aura about it. The people of this town were far too gloomy, as if their souls had been trapped in Adolf Hitler's body just having to find out that he couldnt kill jews anymore. Their faces, all covered by skeleton masks, were the next big thing that I had noticed when coming here.

"Who are you?" came a voice from across the alley.

"My name is Kenny, I am in dire need of food and drinks and wine and politicians"

"You shall indeed pass" he said, with such a creepy tone that will have even Donald Duck fuck Minnie Mouse while Pluto watch. Somehow I managed to get pass whatever it was that I couldn't have gotten past before.

The owner of the creepy voice stepped out from the shadows. Four people wearing those skeleton masks also stepped out of the shadows following him. The character indeed seemed to be a little boy, about the same age as the little girl I had used as a condom while having intimate relationships with a traveling gypsy last week in Yurlingoef City. He had a tattoo that ran from his face throughout his entire body, with blue outlines around it much like those black outlines I have on all of my semen. The little boy then came up to me and asked,

"In order for one to achieve things here in Hoidfurzen, one must follow the rules of society."

"So, what does it take for me to score a meal" I replied earnestly

"You must go through, the initiation, muahahahahaha". Following those words he gave out a laugh that sounded so fake you can tell he was bisexual.

"You bring back, the neck of a virgin, smother it in love juice, and then apply waste to the goblins" said the little boy.

"……."  Without a second thought I ran the fuck out of there. I couldn't stand to be in that place listening to his nonsense. I ran as fast as I could, until I tripped over a wooden shoe. The axe in my back pocket flew right out and swayed in the air for about a half an hour until it came crashing down.

"AAAAAHHHH!!!" cried a nearby woman. The axe landed straight on her neck, somehow causing a rip in the dimension of time and cut her neck clean off from her body. As I was still falling, just moments away from hitting the ground, I whipped out my dick and started masturbating at light speed.

"Come on baby, Come on!!" I said while my penis was started to get red. Finally, as the time came, so did my penis. I let out a huge load just milliseconds away from me falling face flat on the ground. The force from the ejaculation pushed me back up to my feet. Some of the sperm splashed on the neck that was just cut off from the woman's body. Suddenly, something flashed before my eyes, a horde of Jintyl Goblins came rushing forth towards me. Jintyl Goblins were known to be attracted to the smell of semen and can also be great chefs. Without thinking, I picked up the now all cummed on neck and threw it at the Goblins.

"HHJahshgj'sjdf'lak" cried the goblins. Although they are attracted to the smell of semen, they cannot touch it, for it is considered very lethal in their clan. Such poor creatures.

"Good job, you have passed the test"  came a small voice from the echoes. It was that little boy in the tattoo so menacing that it seemed his mother left him at an early age.

"Huh?" I replied.

"You did indeed past the test.  You did all the necessary requirements.  Now I shall grant you with a feas-"  before the boy could finish talking, I jumped in and grabbed his testicles.

"I JUST WANTED SOME FOOD!!!" outraged I squeezed it as hard as I could until a little pop sound was heard. I ripped it off and then turned the boy to his back. I took the breasts of the woman that was lying dead on the floor with the axe still sticking in her and slapped it on the front of the little boy. I was so angry that I had to punish him. I ravaged every single hole that was available on his body, blew my wad twice, threw him in the garbage and continued my quest to becoming a drum major. During the journey, I finally have met, that man……The one person I never would have thought to come my way, the person who helped my begin my journey those many years ago, that person…..

To be Sick or Not to be Healthy
The date was now January 47, 4539. By this time I had traveled a great distance and came to what I believe to be a city. After the many years of deficient condoms, the population is increased 10 fold within those years. As a result, the increase in dumpster babies have been a magnificent amount. Back in the year 4242, the CEO of the corporation T.I.T.T.S. (Texturized Infant Turbulent Tracking System) had made a world announcement stating that the current condition of the dumpster babies was getting out of control. The solution to that problem was solved when a certain doctor had found out that inside these dumpster children there lies a certain DNA called Tryzotosus. It was a certain DNA that can only be obtained through birth and immediate contact with trash. The moment the umbilical chord is cut, the trash then travels up through it and inside the infants causing a growth to appear, which then later is classified as Tryzotosus.

Tryzotosus is the very basic compound of Hyper Alloy, which is used to create high tech buildings, cars, and everything from your daily house hold items to even slippers. To extract this compound from the dumpster babies takes a master in the art of wielding. They first heat up the baby in a fire in order for it to reach the desired heat. After it is well heated, they do their best to pound the baby into the shape of the desired item, making sure that the Tryzotosus DNA is well spread amongst the body of the infant. Finally they cool it down in water for the finishing touch. The use of dumpster babies for industry purposes has been so high in demand these recent years, that they even demanded more "Baby Wielders" and "Baby Producers". They have created colleges with high degree courses designed to teach students into becoming successful in one of these fields. So every now and then, you would see women coming out to dumpsters and trash cans doing their job.

As a result, the city that I have now come to, called Sielka, has been booming in technological advances these recent years. The city gave off the fresh scent of air-deprived vagina and stillborn cologne. As I come to the suburban part of of Sielka, I notice a gate with a sign in front of me.

”ＤＡＮＧＥＲ，ＴＲＥＳＰＡＳＳＩＮＧ　ＢＥＹＯＮＤ　ＴＨＩＳ　ＰＯＩＮＴ　ＷＩＬＬ　ＲＥＳＵＬＴ　ＩＮ　ＩＭＭＥＤＩＡＴＥ　ＡＢＯＲＴＩＯＮ　ＡＮＤ　ＭＡＹ　ＣＡＵＳＥ　ＣＡＳＥＳ　ＯＦ　ＡＵＴＩＳＴＩＣ　ＳＹＰＨＩＬＩＳ”

"This sounds like the right place to crash for the night", as I said while hopping over the fence. And then I suddenly lost my grip on the way down

"Oohhh no no no nooo…SHIT!". Trying desperately to grab a hold of something, I saw my other hand and grabbed it. For some reason I was saved and didn't smash my head on the ground. What I saw in front of me were a bunch of old looking houses that lined up all in front of the big city. I was curious as to see what sort of people around here, so I picked up the used douche bag I found on the floor where I landed, took out the greasy stuff that was inside and slapped it in my hair. "First impressions are always what is important when new people" I thought to myself. But when I took that first step, it hit me.

"AAAHHHH…OOOOHHHH.. YYYEAAHH…MORE BABY MOREE!!!OHH YEA!!!"

Moans came out from every house, with moans so sexual it sounded as if Taylor Swift ripped off Johnny Cash's left testicle and forcefully shoved it down the hole in the tip of his penis. Every single house was like that. Before I could even ask what was going on, I soon realized the answer to my question.

"This…this is the factory houses of "Baby Producers".  I was dazzled by the fact that I had found the factory. Then suddenly, the thought hit me.  I could become a millionaire.  I could impregnate all of these women, take their babies that has my DNA and make my own business.  Forget being a drum major, this will make 100x more the money.  I was so filled with excitement that I went and grabbed every little girl I found walking on the street.

"AHH!!"

"Who are YOU!?"

"Your not my daddy!?"

"My mommy said she screwed a dolphin?!"

"NOO!! that's my private area!"

The cries of these girls were like candy to my ears, I was so excited even my raging boner was getting so out of control that even the fire department will take months in order to put it out. By the time I gathered all of the girls, I realized the number went into the thousands. The age range of these girls looked as if 79% of them were between the ages of 5-6 and the rest were between the ages of stillborn and a week old. I couldn't hold it in anymore, I unleashed the beast that I have kept in a cage inside of me since the day my mom told me I had to keep it inside of me until the day I rape thousands of little girls. Semen just flowing in each on everyone of the girls like rivers of fermented dildos being melted and swallowed by worms.

"Oh no, look the time.  Sorry girls, but I must get going" as I said while looking at my watch. I picked up bags, exit the slums and started towards the city to follow my dreams to becoming a drum major.

On my way to the city, I ran into that person. The person who once touched my genitals and licked it when I was 2 years old and told me its custom to do so. The reason why I started sucking off little boys every time is see them until they day I was told it was wrong, was the fault of this one man, who is now standing right in front of me…..

What Have I Been Doing!?
As I continued my journey, I felt a vibrating sensation that was going off furiously in my back pocket. I reached my hand into my pocket and pulled out a pager. On it, a message displayed in bright red, giving off a sense of it's importance.

"Your Mother is in dire need of a blood transfusion. Her insides are completely torned apart and the blood cannot be stopped. If your mother does not recieve the right amount of blood within 3 days, she will be in a state of emergency and her life will start to fail. We will send immediate transportation if you would send us your location". Attached was a picture of my mother on all fours, puking out blood from every whole in her body. I haven't seen my mother for so many years. She was looking really old, as old as when my father found out that she had a German brother that was related to a Jew back in the 1990's.

"What the dick? They still make these? Wait why do I have one!?" My mind was filled with questions beyond belief. Before I could trouble myself any further, I threw away the pager and continued what I was currently doing, which was heading to the Land of the Soft.

As the days go by and I'm still walking, I began to remember the events of my childhood. Those were the days when your being was so carefree with no worries or anything in the world. I used to remember doing many things in my childhood, from having girls placed on top of me to bleed by my father to even having my mom's sister show me what it meant to recieve "pleasure". She told me that she wouldn't have stopped until I was able to pee out milk, so from the time I was born till the day I turned about 14, She would always be there right by my side messaging my lower body with her's. After her father found out that we've been so close for those many years, he also joined in. There was one thing that I did regret not doing as a child, and that was growing up never ever having loved or being loved by that one special someone. That was until... I found that special someone the second I became a teen, but that was because of the fact that my milk spraying penis became known to the world.

Before I knew it, I had finally stumbled across the Land of the Soft. The entrance way was very mysterious, as if the walk way from upon entering the doorway streched on for miles on end. The clouds flowing around the area looking as soft as the belly button of a dying stillborn Brazilian baby that had rabies. It looks like I had to do more walking from here till I reach the land.

Unlike the last town, the people of this city were ugly. Their jaws were flat, their eyes were half the size of the old sears tower of 1429, and their most distinguished feature.... they had cancer. Walking out to get groceries and then falling face down on the floor after coming back was a normal everyday thing for these people. The birthrate was increasing like bambee on a saturday night in a brothel, so the deaths from the cancer sort of cancelled them out. Then something unexpected happened... The girl I furiously raped back when she was selling some kind of shit back then that I forgot right now is here in town. Her face was swollen from the time I smashed her head into a car window. She had symptoms that seemed to resemble the rest of the people in this town. I noticed these symptoms occuring after I raped her back in the other town, but never knew there were more people that had the same symptoms all in one place. But nevertheless, I can never forget the terrible things she said about me. Before I can think about going over there to dump my steaming semen into her core once more....she dropped dead....

"What the fuck!?" I shouted as I realized that I stepped in shit just now and went to the nearest stall to clean it off. As I was wiping it off, I realized that this town is full of rape victims. The more I walk down the street, the more people I see dropping dead in the streets. They ranged from young women in their early 10's to even their late 90's, and a couple of men here as well.

"What is this? They all look so carefree, but they never know when they are going to die? What a terrible life to live, I must do something for their sake."

Apparently this new so-called "Coitus Cancer Disease" was spreading like mad. It is said that the raped will become 2% immune to this disease after being raped, while the raper will never contract the disease, it was a religion passed down by god in the early 1500's just yesterday. I coudn't stand to see them in this condition anymore, I just had to do something.

I walked around town looking for scraps of wood to piece together to make a stand. On it, I wrote the words "Relieve your stress" on a sign and nailed it on top. Before I can even make a system, the customers just kept lining up one by one. Without question, unzipped my pants and unzipped all of theirs. Within the next 2 months i would spend ripping and tearing up their insides, either young or old, men or women, I would ravish all of them so that they can die pleasureably. I realized that my entire adventure was revolved around me becoming a drum major, but along the way I had lost sight of it... "What.....What have I been doing this entire time!?" I shouted out crying. My heart was hurting so bad that I couldn't bear it anymore......... That is, while I finishing up, I met that one person....The person that will now forever change my life....

.......To be continued.

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