Tuesday, April 12, 2005
Goo Goo Gaa G...DAYUM!
With a report on his radio, Dangle stands up and takes off, his REALLY short shorts bunching up into his beans and franks and nesting up his buttcrack.
The officer rounds a corner in hot pursuit of the hulking Man Baby. He follows the distinct aroma of baby powder and human excriment to an abondoned warehouse.
As he entered the dark building, he could hear shuffling off in the distance.
"Backup! I need backup!" he whispered forcefully into his walkie.
He could hear the faint wail of the Man-Baby crying for his bottle and for a new change of diaper.
"If you could bring some new Pampers, that would be a plus!" Dangle finished, as he widened his eyes in horror at the unGodly odor that eminated from MB's trail of stench.
The officer rounds a corner in hot pursuit of the hulking Man Baby. He follows the distinct aroma of baby powder and human excriment to an abondoned warehouse.
As he entered the dark building, he could hear shuffling off in the distance.
"Backup! I need backup!" he whispered forcefully into his walkie.
He could hear the faint wail of the Man-Baby crying for his bottle and for a new change of diaper.
"If you could bring some new Pampers, that would be a plus!" Dangle finished, as he widened his eyes in horror at the unGodly odor that eminated from MB's trail of stench.
# posted by Trav @ 4/12/2005 09:02:00 AM 
