Wednesday, May 21, 2008

I am like a cockroach

You cannot get rid me, for I am back from the grave! Yes. The voice you are imagining in your head is Jiggs. Jiggs Tiberius Casey.

I'm sure you're familiar with my stunt dick/notary public Jerry Caysey. You know the one that kidnapped me, locked me in a closet and then assumed my identity? Ya, well that guy underestimated my survival abilities.

After two weeks locked in a closet, he opened the door to see if I was finally dead. That's when I struck with the unified ferocity of a million feral cats. Before he even knew what was happening, I beat him to death with his own stunt dick.

It was both glorious and mildly erotic.

5 comments:

B.E. Earl said...

So you are out of the closet now?

It's about time. ;)

amera hearts said...

oh dang! be earl beat me to the punch!

and are you sure he is dead? i thought stunt dicks couldn't die.

glad you are back.

Tits McGee said...

Let's make out.

jamwall said...

Let's fuck!

Ɯbermilf said...

I told you so.