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Re: Never Ending Story

Post by Dell on Wed 29 Jul 2009, 5:52 pm

Once upon a time there was a young prince called Stupid by all the commoners.

Stupid
was handsome and charming, he only had one leg to stand on ceremony
with. One day he decided to stop hopping around and offer his unused
shoe to Alfonso who only had one arm and was the drummer in the local
band called ''missing Link", a bass & Drum rock group dressed as
Queens - a quirk that Stupid could not stop laughing at however, his
mirth was short lived when the wicked witch arrived - looking like
Freddie Mercury in His last rock music video, only not quite as pretty.

With
a twist of her Runes she predicted that he would turn into a rabbit!
and to add insult to Him pink fur as well. His yellow crown was sitting
at an impossible angle, making his head lean over, which for a one
legged, google eyed man with big flappy, hairy & scaly ears was one
disadvantage too far.

The king was immediately informed and
called in experts from all corners of his Realm, even those who knew
nothing about the rumour circulating about his tendencies to dress in
peep hole bras and crotchless undercrackers with fairy lights hanging
from the end of their frilly, lacy edgings interlaced with pink and
yellow bows and bejewelled electric blue nipple clamps which were
firmly attached to the leg that never was!

Stupid decided he
would visit the local witch doctor who had recently met with a man who
fashioned wooden voodoo dolls and cast black spare legs out of cast
iron.

"Where will i go", cried Stupid, my legs don't match and
the peasants are turned on by my sexy perfume and my long stiff cast
iron leg painted purple which, if I am honest makes a fantastic
lap-dancing pole but the girls all get very excited from looking at my
long veined custard chucker but I could do nothing to help to fix this
being a leg short of a matched pair of loafers engineered from...a pigs
ear that had been dyed green and orange, the jumper he was wearing was
a becoming shade of pink that looked like it might have been at home on
the catwalk in Queensland, which is called Queensland because Queens
abound in that land and Stupid realised that he would not be finding
his Princess there he may find a prince but the competition would be
fierce as there are lots of would be Royal looking frogs with jersey
sounding names...but which were Royal potato eating people from a
different planet disguised as homo sapiens.

Stupid realised that
he really would have to consider changing both his habits and
inclinations, together with his sexual leanings- in fact a monastery
somewhere, as long as it was run by friendly brothers, who had very
sexy sisters living in the vicinity who liked to stay over and play
once in a while every version of truth, dare and forfeit and smack the
pony, but only after a Turkish bath complete with a male masseur
wearing only a small banana in his left ear and cheeky grin on his dial!

So,
having decided that he was the one odd out he resumed watching the
cricket on his bright pink flatscreen, which made his eyes turn a
lovely shade of pink.

Stupid decided to become sensible but to change a lifetime was going to take a lot more than dress sense, he needed to change his prediliction from AC to DC! His love of heavy metal studs to, maybe, gold feligree, coupled with a lime tutu and sparkly green fairy wand made for a colourful cossack.

Stupid started to leap and slowly parachuted back down the only reality he had ever known was drug induced nirvana! As far as Stupid was concerned he was now a fully paid up member of the 'Mile High Gay Stupid' club but needed to collect his certificate from Joey to prove that it was a mile and not a kilometer. This proved to be a challenge due to EU Weights & Measures and Joey's lack of facilities, although the albino hostess was vertically challenged, Stupid still didn't get his act together and pluck up courage to perform the Hakka and other preparatory foreplay to enable him to cease being a virgin! Instead




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Re: Never Ending Story

Post by karma on Wed 29 Jul 2009, 8:02 pm

Once upon a time there was a young prince called Stupid by all the commoners.

Stupid
was handsome and charming, he only had one leg to stand on ceremony
with. One day he decided to stop hopping around and offer his unused
shoe to Alfonso who only had one arm and was the drummer in the local
band called ''missing Link", a bass & Drum rock group dressed as
Queens - a quirk that Stupid could not stop laughing at however, his
mirth was short lived when the wicked witch arrived - looking like
Freddie Mercury in His last rock music video, only not quite as pretty.

With
a twist of her Runes she predicted that he would turn into a rabbit!
and to add insult to Him pink fur as well. His yellow crown was sitting
at an impossible angle, making his head lean over, which for a one
legged, google eyed man with big flappy, hairy & scaly ears was one
disadvantage too far.

The king was immediately informed and
called in experts from all corners of his Realm, even those who knew
nothing about the rumour circulating about his tendencies to dress in
peep hole bras and crotchless undercrackers with fairy lights hanging
from the end of their frilly, lacy edgings interlaced with pink and
yellow bows and bejewelled electric blue nipple clamps which were
firmly attached to the leg that never was!

Stupid decided he
would visit the local witch doctor who had recently met with a man who
fashioned wooden voodoo dolls and cast black spare legs out of cast
iron.

"Where will i go", cried Stupid, my legs don't match and
the peasants are turned on by my sexy perfume and my long stiff cast
iron leg painted purple which, if I am honest makes a fantastic
lap-dancing pole but the girls all get very excited from looking at my
long veined custard chucker but I could do nothing to help to fix this
being a leg short of a matched pair of loafers engineered from...a pigs
ear that had been dyed green and orange, the jumper he was wearing was
a becoming shade of pink that looked like it might have been at home on
the catwalk in Queensland, which is called Queensland because Queens
abound in that land and Stupid realised that he would not be finding
his Princess there he may find a prince but the competition would be
fierce as there are lots of would be Royal looking frogs with jersey
sounding names...but which were Royal potato eating people from a
different planet disguised as homo sapiens.

Stupid realised that
he really would have to consider changing both his habits and
inclinations, together with his sexual leanings- in fact a monastery
somewhere, as long as it was run by friendly brothers, who had very
sexy sisters living in the vicinity who liked to stay over and play
once in a while every version of truth, dare and forfeit and smack the
pony, but only after a Turkish bath complete with a male masseur
wearing only a small banana in his left ear and cheeky grin on his dial!

So,
having decided that he was the one odd out he resumed watching the
cricket on his bright pink flatscreen, which made his eyes turn a
lovely shade of pink.

Stupid decided to become sensible but to change a lifetime was going to take a lot more than dress sense, he needed to change his prediliction from AC to DC! His love of heavy metal studs to, maybe, gold feligree, coupled with a lime tutu and sparkly green fairy wand made for a colourful cossack.

Stupid started to leap and slowly parachuted back down the only reality he had ever known was drug induced nirvana! As far as Stupid was concerned he was now a fully paid up member of the 'Mile High Gay Stupid' club but needed to collect his certificate from Joey to prove that it was a mile and not a kilometer. This proved to be a challenge due to EU Weights & Measures and Joey's lack of facilities, although the albino hostess was vertically challenged, Stupid still didn't get his act together and pluck up courage to perform the Hakka and other preparatory foreplay to enable him to cease being a virgin! and entitling him to collect his

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Re: Never Ending Story

Post by Dell on Fri 31 Jul 2009, 8:57 am

Once upon a time there was a young prince called Stupid by all the commoners.

Stupid
was handsome and charming, he only had one leg to stand on ceremony
with. One day he decided to stop hopping around and offer his unused
shoe to Alfonso who only had one arm and was the drummer in the local
band called ''missing Link", a bass & Drum rock group dressed as
Queens - a quirk that Stupid could not stop laughing at however, his
mirth was short lived when the wicked witch arrived - looking like
Freddie Mercury in His last rock music video, only not quite as pretty.

With
a twist of her Runes she predicted that he would turn into a rabbit!
and to add insult to Him pink fur as well. His yellow crown was sitting
at an impossible angle, making his head lean over, which for a one
legged, google eyed man with big flappy, hairy & scaly ears was one
disadvantage too far.

The king was immediately informed and
called in experts from all corners of his Realm, even those who knew
nothing about the rumour circulating about his tendencies to dress in
peep hole bras and crotchless undercrackers with fairy lights hanging
from the end of their frilly, lacy edgings interlaced with pink and
yellow bows and bejewelled electric blue nipple clamps which were
firmly attached to the leg that never was!

Stupid decided he
would visit the local witch doctor who had recently met with a man who
fashioned wooden voodoo dolls and cast black spare legs out of cast
iron.

"Where will i go", cried Stupid, my legs don't match and
the peasants are turned on by my sexy perfume and my long stiff cast
iron leg painted purple which, if I am honest makes a fantastic
lap-dancing pole but the girls all get very excited from looking at my
long veined custard chucker but I could do nothing to help to fix this
being a leg short of a matched pair of loafers engineered from...a pigs
ear that had been dyed green and orange, the jumper he was wearing was
a becoming shade of pink that looked like it might have been at home on
the catwalk in Queensland, which is called Queensland because Queens
abound in that land and Stupid realised that he would not be finding
his Princess there he may find a prince but the competition would be
fierce as there are lots of would be Royal looking frogs with jersey
sounding names...but which were Royal potato eating people from a
different planet disguised as homo sapiens.

Stupid realised that
he really would have to consider changing both his habits and
inclinations, together with his sexual leanings- in fact a monastery
somewhere, as long as it was run by friendly brothers, who had very
sexy sisters living in the vicinity who liked to stay over and play
once in a while every version of truth, dare and forfeit and smack the
pony, but only after a Turkish bath complete with a male masseur
wearing only a small banana in his left ear and cheeky grin on his dial!

So,
having decided that he was the one odd out he resumed watching the
cricket on his bright pink flatscreen, which made his eyes turn a
lovely shade of pink.

Stupid decided to become sensible but to change a lifetime was going to take a lot more than dress sense, he needed to change his prediliction from AC to DC! His love of heavy metal studs to, maybe, gold feligree, coupled with a lime tutu and sparkly green fairy wand made for a colourful cossack.

Stupid started to leap and slowly parachuted back down the only reality he had ever known was drug induced nirvana! As far as Stupid was concerned he was now a fully paid up member of the 'Mile High Gay Stupid' club but needed to collect his certificate from Joey to prove that it was a mile and not a kilometer. This proved to be a challenge due to EU Weights & Measures and Joey's lack of facilities, although the albino hostess was vertically challenged, Stupid still didn't get his act together and pluck up courage to perform the Hakka and other preparatory foreplay to enable him to cease being a virgin! and entitling him to collect his Girl Guide 'community support' badge.



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Re: Never Ending Story

Post by karma on Fri 31 Jul 2009, 9:49 am

Once upon a time there was a young prince called Stupid by all the commoners.

Stupid
was handsome and charming, he only had one leg to stand on ceremony
with. One day he decided to stop hopping around and offer his unused
shoe to Alfonso who only had one arm and was the drummer in the local
band called ''missing Link", a bass & Drum rock group dressed as
Queens - a quirk that Stupid could not stop laughing at however, his
mirth was short lived when the wicked witch arrived - looking like
Freddie Mercury in His last rock music video, only not quite as pretty.

With
a twist of her Runes she predicted that he would turn into a rabbit!
and to add insult to Him pink fur as well. His yellow crown was sitting
at an impossible angle, making his head lean over, which for a one
legged, google eyed man with big flappy, hairy & scaly ears was one
disadvantage too far.

The king was immediately informed and
called in experts from all corners of his Realm, even those who knew
nothing about the rumour circulating about his tendencies to dress in
peep hole bras and crotchless undercrackers with fairy lights hanging
from the end of their frilly, lacy edgings interlaced with pink and
yellow bows and bejewelled electric blue nipple clamps which were
firmly attached to the leg that never was!

Stupid decided he
would visit the local witch doctor who had recently met with a man who
fashioned wooden voodoo dolls and cast black spare legs out of cast
iron.

"Where will i go", cried Stupid, my legs don't match and
the peasants are turned on by my sexy perfume and my long stiff cast
iron leg painted purple which, if I am honest makes a fantastic
lap-dancing pole but the girls all get very excited from looking at my
long veined custard chucker but I could do nothing to help to fix this
being a leg short of a matched pair of loafers engineered from...a pigs
ear that had been dyed green and orange, the jumper he was wearing was
a becoming shade of pink that looked like it might have been at home on
the catwalk in Queensland, which is called Queensland because Queens
abound in that land and Stupid realised that he would not be finding
his Princess there he may find a prince but the competition would be
fierce as there are lots of would be Royal looking frogs with jersey
sounding names...but which were Royal potato eating people from a
different planet disguised as homo sapiens.

Stupid realised that
he really would have to consider changing both his habits and
inclinations, together with his sexual leanings- in fact a monastery
somewhere, as long as it was run by friendly brothers, who had very
sexy sisters living in the vicinity who liked to stay over and play
once in a while every version of truth, dare and forfeit and smack the
pony, but only after a Turkish bath complete with a male masseur
wearing only a small banana in his left ear and cheeky grin on his dial!

So,
having decided that he was the one odd out he resumed watching the
cricket on his bright pink flatscreen, which made his eyes turn a
lovely shade of pink.

Stupid decided to become sensible but to change a lifetime was going to take a lot more than dress sense, he needed to change his prediliction from AC to DC! His love of heavy metal studs to, maybe, gold feligree, coupled with a lime tutu and sparkly green fairy wand made for a colourful cossack.

Stupid started to leap and slowly parachuted back down the only reality he had ever known was drug induced nirvana! As far as Stupid was concerned he was now a fully paid up member of the 'Mile High Gay Stupid' club but needed to collect his certificate from Joey to prove that it was a mile and not a kilometer. This proved to be a challenge due to EU Weights & Measures and Joey's lack of facilities, although the albino hostess was vertically challenged, Stupid still didn't get his act together and pluck up courage to perform the Hakka and other preparatory foreplay to enable him to cease being a virgin! and entitling him to collect his Girl Guide 'community support' badge, and to wear lacy suspenders!

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Re: Never Ending Story

Post by Anomiso on Fri 31 Jul 2009, 11:54 am

Once upon a time there was a young prince called Stupid by all the commoners.

Stupid
was handsome and charming, he only had one leg to stand on ceremony
with. One day he decided to stop hopping around and offer his unused
shoe to Alfonso who only had one arm and was the drummer in the local
band called ''missing Link", a bass & Drum rock group dressed as
Queens - a quirk that Stupid could not stop laughing at however, his
mirth was short lived when the wicked witch arrived - looking like
Freddie Mercury in His last rock music video, only not quite as pretty.

With
a twist of her Runes she predicted that he would turn into a rabbit!
and to add insult to Him pink fur as well. His yellow crown was sitting
at an impossible angle, making his head lean over, which for a one
legged, google eyed man with big flappy, hairy & scaly ears was one
disadvantage too far.

The king was immediately informed and
called in experts from all corners of his Realm, even those who knew
nothing about the rumour circulating about his tendencies to dress in
peep hole bras and crotchless undercrackers with fairy lights hanging
from the end of their frilly, lacy edgings interlaced with pink and
yellow bows and bejewelled electric blue nipple clamps which were
firmly attached to the leg that never was!

Stupid decided he
would visit the local witch doctor who had recently met with a man who
fashioned wooden voodoo dolls and cast black spare legs out of cast
iron.

"Where will i go", cried Stupid, my legs don't match and
the peasants are turned on by my sexy perfume and my long stiff cast
iron leg painted purple which, if I am honest makes a fantastic
lap-dancing pole but the girls all get very excited from looking at my
long veined custard chucker but I could do nothing to help to fix this
being a leg short of a matched pair of loafers engineered from...a pigs
ear that had been dyed green and orange, the jumper he was wearing was
a becoming shade of pink that looked like it might have been at home on
the catwalk in Queensland, which is called Queensland because Queens
abound in that land and Stupid realised that he would not be finding
his Princess there he may find a prince but the competition would be
fierce as there are lots of would be Royal looking frogs with jersey
sounding names...but which were Royal potato eating people from a
different planet disguised as homo sapiens.

Stupid realised that
he really would have to consider changing both his habits and
inclinations, together with his sexual leanings- in fact a monastery
somewhere, as long as it was run by friendly brothers, who had very
sexy sisters living in the vicinity who liked to stay over and play
once in a while every version of truth, dare and forfeit and smack the
pony, but only after a Turkish bath complete with a male masseur
wearing only a small banana in his left ear and cheeky grin on his dial!

So,
having decided that he was the one odd out he resumed watching the
cricket on his bright pink flatscreen, which made his eyes turn a
lovely shade of pink.

Stupid
decided to become sensible but to change a lifetime was going to take a
lot more than dress sense, he needed to change his prediliction from AC
to DC! His love of heavy metal studs to, maybe, gold feligree, coupled
with a lime tutu and sparkly green fairy wand made for a colourful
cossack.

Stupid started to leap and slowly parachuted back down the only reality he had ever known was drug induced nirvana! As far as Stupid was concerned he was now a fully paid up member of the 'Mile High Gay Stupid' club but needed to collect his certificate from Joey to prove that it was a mile and not a kilometer. This proved to be a challenge due to EU Weights & Measures and Joey's lack of facilities, although the albino hostess was vertically challenged, Stupid still didn't get his act together and pluck up courage to perform the Hakka and other preparatory foreplay to enable him to cease being a virgin! and entitling him to collect his Girl Guide 'community support' badge,
and to wear lacy suspenders!
Stupid realized that he needed

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Re: Never Ending Story

Post by Dell on Fri 31 Jul 2009, 5:34 pm

Once upon a time there was a young prince called Stupid by all the commoners.

Stupid
was handsome and charming, he only had one leg to stand on ceremony
with. One day he decided to stop hopping around and offer his unused
shoe to Alfonso who only had one arm and was the drummer in the local
band called ''missing Link", a bass & Drum rock group dressed as
Queens - a quirk that Stupid could not stop laughing at however, his
mirth was short lived when the wicked witch arrived - looking like
Freddie Mercury in His last rock music video, only not quite as pretty.

With
a twist of her Runes she predicted that he would turn into a rabbit!
and to add insult to Him pink fur as well. His yellow crown was sitting
at an impossible angle, making his head lean over, which for a one
legged, google eyed man with big flappy, hairy & scaly ears was one
disadvantage too far.

The king was immediately informed and
called in experts from all corners of his Realm, even those who knew
nothing about the rumour circulating about his tendencies to dress in
peep hole bras and crotchless undercrackers with fairy lights hanging
from the end of their frilly, lacy edgings interlaced with pink and
yellow bows and bejewelled electric blue nipple clamps which were
firmly attached to the leg that never was!

Stupid decided he
would visit the local witch doctor who had recently met with a man who
fashioned wooden voodoo dolls and cast black spare legs out of cast
iron.

"Where will i go", cried Stupid, my legs don't match and
the peasants are turned on by my sexy perfume and my long stiff cast
iron leg painted purple which, if I am honest makes a fantastic
lap-dancing pole but the girls all get very excited from looking at my
long veined custard chucker but I could do nothing to help to fix this
being a leg short of a matched pair of loafers engineered from...a pigs
ear that had been dyed green and orange, the jumper he was wearing was
a becoming shade of pink that looked like it might have been at home on
the catwalk in Queensland, which is called Queensland because Queens
abound in that land and Stupid realised that he would not be finding
his Princess there he may find a prince but the competition would be
fierce as there are lots of would be Royal looking frogs with jersey
sounding names...but which were Royal potato eating people from a
different planet disguised as homo sapiens.

Stupid realised that
he really would have to consider changing both his habits and
inclinations, together with his sexual leanings- in fact a monastery
somewhere, as long as it was run by friendly brothers, who had very
sexy sisters living in the vicinity who liked to stay over and play
once in a while every version of truth, dare and forfeit and smack the
pony, but only after a Turkish bath complete with a male masseur
wearing only a small banana in his left ear and cheeky grin on his dial!

So,
having decided that he was the one odd out he resumed watching the
cricket on his bright pink flatscreen, which made his eyes turn a
lovely shade of pink.

Stupid
decided to become sensible but to change a lifetime was going to take a
lot more than dress sense, he needed to change his prediliction from AC
to DC! His love of heavy metal studs to, maybe, gold feligree, coupled
with a lime tutu and sparkly green fairy wand made for a colourful
cossack.

Stupid started to leap and slowly parachuted back down the only reality he had ever known was drug induced nirvana! As far as Stupid was concerned he was now a fully paid up member of the 'Mile High Gay Stupid' club but needed to collect his certificate from Joey to prove that it was a mile and not a kilometer. This proved to be a challenge due to EU Weights & Measures and Joey's lack of facilities, although the albino hostess was vertically challenged, Stupid still didn't get his act together and pluck up courage to perform the Hakka and other preparatory foreplay to enable him to cease being a virgin! and entitling him to collect his Girl Guide 'community support' badge, and to wear lacy suspenders!

Stupid realized that he needed to get a life - quickly!




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Re: Never Ending Story

Post by karma on Fri 31 Jul 2009, 6:25 pm

Once upon a time there was a young prince called Stupid by all the commoners.

Stupid
was handsome and charming, he only had one leg to stand on ceremony
with. One day he decided to stop hopping around and offer his unused
shoe to Alfonso who only had one arm and was the drummer in the local
band called ''missing Link", a bass & Drum rock group dressed as
Queens - a quirk that Stupid could not stop laughing at however, his
mirth was short lived when the wicked witch arrived - looking like
Freddie Mercury in His last rock music video, only not quite as pretty.

With
a twist of her Runes she predicted that he would turn into a rabbit!
and to add insult to Him pink fur as well. His yellow crown was sitting
at an impossible angle, making his head lean over, which for a one
legged, google eyed man with big flappy, hairy & scaly ears was one
disadvantage too far.

The king was immediately informed and
called in experts from all corners of his Realm, even those who knew
nothing about the rumour circulating about his tendencies to dress in
peep hole bras and crotchless undercrackers with fairy lights hanging
from the end of their frilly, lacy edgings interlaced with pink and
yellow bows and bejewelled electric blue nipple clamps which were
firmly attached to the leg that never was!

Stupid decided he
would visit the local witch doctor who had recently met with a man who
fashioned wooden voodoo dolls and cast black spare legs out of cast
iron.

"Where will i go", cried Stupid, my legs don't match and
the peasants are turned on by my sexy perfume and my long stiff cast
iron leg painted purple which, if I am honest makes a fantastic
lap-dancing pole but the girls all get very excited from looking at my
long veined custard chucker but I could do nothing to help to fix this
being a leg short of a matched pair of loafers engineered from...a pigs
ear that had been dyed green and orange, the jumper he was wearing was
a becoming shade of pink that looked like it might have been at home on
the catwalk in Queensland, which is called Queensland because Queens
abound in that land and Stupid realised that he would not be finding
his Princess there he may find a prince but the competition would be
fierce as there are lots of would be Royal looking frogs with jersey
sounding names...but which were Royal potato eating people from a
different planet disguised as homo sapiens.

Stupid realised that
he really would have to consider changing both his habits and
inclinations, together with his sexual leanings- in fact a monastery
somewhere, as long as it was run by friendly brothers, who had very
sexy sisters living in the vicinity who liked to stay over and play
once in a while every version of truth, dare and forfeit and smack the
pony, but only after a Turkish bath complete with a male masseur
wearing only a small banana in his left ear and cheeky grin on his dial!

So,
having decided that he was the one odd out he resumed watching the
cricket on his bright pink flatscreen, which made his eyes turn a
lovely shade of pink.

Stupid
decided to become sensible but to change a lifetime was going to take a
lot more than dress sense, he needed to change his prediliction from AC
to DC! His love of heavy metal studs to, maybe, gold feligree, coupled
with a lime tutu and sparkly green fairy wand made for a colourful
cossack.

Stupid started to leap and slowly parachuted back down the only reality he had ever known was drug induced nirvana! As far as Stupid was concerned he was now a fully paid up member of the 'Mile High Gay Stupid' club but needed to collect his certificate from Joey to prove that it was a mile and not a kilometer. This proved to be a challenge due to EU Weights & Measures and Joey's lack of facilities, although the albino hostess was vertically challenged, Stupid still didn't get his act together and pluck up courage to perform the Hakka and other preparatory foreplay to enable him to cease being a virgin! and entitling him to collect his Girl Guide 'community support' badge, and to wear lacy suspenders!

Stupid realized that he needed to get a life - quickly! but the problem was how
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Re: Never Ending Story

Post by Anomiso on Sat 01 Aug 2009, 12:54 pm

Once upon a time there was a young prince called Stupid by all the commoners.

Stupid
was handsome and charming, he only had one leg to stand on ceremony
with. One day he decided to stop hopping around and offer his unused
shoe to Alfonso who only had one arm and was the drummer in the local
band called ''missing Link", a bass & Drum rock group dressed as
Queens - a quirk that Stupid could not stop laughing at however, his
mirth was short lived when the wicked witch arrived - looking like
Freddie Mercury in His last rock music video, only not quite as pretty.

With
a twist of her Runes she predicted that he would turn into a rabbit!
and to add insult to Him pink fur as well. His yellow crown was sitting
at an impossible angle, making his head lean over, which for a one
legged, google eyed man with big flappy, hairy & scaly ears was one
disadvantage too far.

The king was immediately informed and
called in experts from all corners of his Realm, even those who knew
nothing about the rumour circulating about his tendencies to dress in
peep hole bras and crotchless undercrackers with fairy lights hanging
from the end of their frilly, lacy edgings interlaced with pink and
yellow bows and bejewelled electric blue nipple clamps which were
firmly attached to the leg that never was!

Stupid decided he
would visit the local witch doctor who had recently met with a man who
fashioned wooden voodoo dolls and cast black spare legs out of cast
iron.

"Where will i go", cried Stupid, my legs don't match and
the peasants are turned on by my sexy perfume and my long stiff cast
iron leg painted purple which, if I am honest makes a fantastic
lap-dancing pole but the girls all get very excited from looking at my
long veined custard chucker but I could do nothing to help to fix this
being a leg short of a matched pair of loafers engineered from...a pigs
ear that had been dyed green and orange, the jumper he was wearing was
a becoming shade of pink that looked like it might have been at home on
the catwalk in Queensland, which is called Queensland because Queens
abound in that land and Stupid realised that he would not be finding
his Princess there he may find a prince but the competition would be
fierce as there are lots of would be Royal looking frogs with jersey
sounding names...but which were Royal potato eating people from a
different planet disguised as homo sapiens.

Stupid realised that
he really would have to consider changing both his habits and
inclinations, together with his sexual leanings- in fact a monastery
somewhere, as long as it was run by friendly brothers, who had very
sexy sisters living in the vicinity who liked to stay over and play
once in a while every version of truth, dare and forfeit and smack the
pony, but only after a Turkish bath complete with a male masseur
wearing only a small banana in his left ear and cheeky grin on his dial!

So,
having decided that he was the one odd out he resumed watching the
cricket on his bright pink flatscreen, which made his eyes turn a
lovely shade of pink.

Stupid
decided to become sensible but to change a lifetime was going to take a
lot more than dress sense, he needed to change his prediliction from AC
to DC! His love of heavy metal studs to, maybe, gold feligree, coupled
with a lime tutu and sparkly green fairy wand made for a colourful
cossack.

Stupid started to leap and slowly parachuted back down the only reality he had ever known was drug induced nirvana! As far as Stupid was concerned he was now a fully paid up member of the 'Mile High Gay Stupid' club but needed to collect his certificate from Joey to prove that it was a mile and not a kilometer. This proved to be a challenge due to EU Weights & Measures and Joey's lack of facilities, although the albino hostess was vertically challenged, Stupid still didn't get his act together and pluck up courage to perform the Hakka and other preparatory foreplay to enable him to cease being a virgin! and entitling him to collect his Girl Guide 'community support' badge, and to wear lacy suspenders!

Stupid realized that he needed to get a life - quickly! but the problem was how...His best ideas were flops
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Post by karma on Sat 01 Aug 2009, 12:57 pm

Once upon a time there was a young prince called Stupid by all the commoners.

Stupid
was handsome and charming, he only had one leg to stand on ceremony
with. One day he decided to stop hopping around and offer his unused
shoe to Alfonso who only had one arm and was the drummer in the local
band called ''missing Link", a bass & Drum rock group dressed as
Queens - a quirk that Stupid could not stop laughing at however, his
mirth was short lived when the wicked witch arrived - looking like
Freddie Mercury in His last rock music video, only not quite as pretty.

With
a twist of her Runes she predicted that he would turn into a rabbit!
and to add insult to Him pink fur as well. His yellow crown was sitting
at an impossible angle, making his head lean over, which for a one
legged, google eyed man with big flappy, hairy & scaly ears was one
disadvantage too far.

The king was immediately informed and
called in experts from all corners of his Realm, even those who knew
nothing about the rumour circulating about his tendencies to dress in
peep hole bras and crotchless undercrackers with fairy lights hanging
from the end of their frilly, lacy edgings interlaced with pink and
yellow bows and bejewelled electric blue nipple clamps which were
firmly attached to the leg that never was!

Stupid decided he
would visit the local witch doctor who had recently met with a man who
fashioned wooden voodoo dolls and cast black spare legs out of cast
iron.

"Where will i go", cried Stupid, my legs don't match and
the peasants are turned on by my sexy perfume and my long stiff cast
iron leg painted purple which, if I am honest makes a fantastic
lap-dancing pole but the girls all get very excited from looking at my
long veined custard chucker but I could do nothing to help to fix this
being a leg short of a matched pair of loafers engineered from...a pigs
ear that had been dyed green and orange, the jumper he was wearing was
a becoming shade of pink that looked like it might have been at home on
the catwalk in Queensland, which is called Queensland because Queens
abound in that land and Stupid realised that he would not be finding
his Princess there he may find a prince but the competition would be
fierce as there are lots of would be Royal looking frogs with jersey
sounding names...but which were Royal potato eating people from a
different planet disguised as homo sapiens.

Stupid realised that
he really would have to consider changing both his habits and
inclinations, together with his sexual leanings- in fact a monastery
somewhere, as long as it was run by friendly brothers, who had very
sexy sisters living in the vicinity who liked to stay over and play
once in a while every version of truth, dare and forfeit and smack the
pony, but only after a Turkish bath complete with a male masseur
wearing only a small banana in his left ear and cheeky grin on his dial!

So,
having decided that he was the one odd out he resumed watching the
cricket on his bright pink flatscreen, which made his eyes turn a
lovely shade of pink.

Stupid
decided to become sensible but to change a lifetime was going to take a
lot more than dress sense, he needed to change his prediliction from AC
to DC! His love of heavy metal studs to, maybe, gold feligree, coupled
with a lime tutu and sparkly green fairy wand made for a colourful
cossack.

Stupid started to leap and slowly parachuted back down the only reality he had ever known was drug induced nirvana! As far as Stupid was concerned he was now a fully paid up member of the 'Mile High Gay Stupid' club but needed to collect his certificate from Joey to prove that it was a mile and not a kilometer. This proved to be a challenge due to EU Weights & Measures and Joey's lack of facilities, although the albino hostess was vertically challenged, Stupid still didn't get his act together and pluck up courage to perform the Hakka and other preparatory foreplay to enable him to cease being a virgin! and entitling him to collect his Girl Guide 'community support' badge, and to wear lacy suspenders!

Stupid realized that he needed to get a life - quickly! but the problem was how...His best ideas were flops, a bit like his jokes
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Post by Anomiso on Sat 01 Aug 2009, 1:04 pm

Once upon a time there was a young prince called Stupid by all the commoners.

Stupid
was handsome and charming, he only had one leg to stand on ceremony
with. One day he decided to stop hopping around and offer his unused
shoe to Alfonso who only had one arm and was the drummer in the local
band called ''missing Link", a bass & Drum rock group dressed as
Queens - a quirk that Stupid could not stop laughing at however, his
mirth was short lived when the wicked witch arrived - looking like
Freddie Mercury in His last rock music video, only not quite as pretty.

With
a twist of her Runes she predicted that he would turn into a rabbit!
and to add insult to Him pink fur as well. His yellow crown was sitting
at an impossible angle, making his head lean over, which for a one
legged, google eyed man with big flappy, hairy & scaly ears was one
disadvantage too far.

The king was immediately informed and
called in experts from all corners of his Realm, even those who knew
nothing about the rumour circulating about his tendencies to dress in
peep hole bras and crotchless undercrackers with fairy lights hanging
from the end of their frilly, lacy edgings interlaced with pink and
yellow bows and bejewelled electric blue nipple clamps which were
firmly attached to the leg that never was!

Stupid decided he
would visit the local witch doctor who had recently met with a man who
fashioned wooden voodoo dolls and cast black spare legs out of cast
iron.

"Where will i go", cried Stupid, my legs don't match and
the peasants are turned on by my sexy perfume and my long stiff cast
iron leg painted purple which, if I am honest makes a fantastic
lap-dancing pole but the girls all get very excited from looking at my
long veined custard chucker but I could do nothing to help to fix this
being a leg short of a matched pair of loafers engineered from...a pigs
ear that had been dyed green and orange, the jumper he was wearing was
a becoming shade of pink that looked like it might have been at home on
the catwalk in Queensland, which is called Queensland because Queens
abound in that land and Stupid realised that he would not be finding
his Princess there he may find a prince but the competition would be
fierce as there are lots of would be Royal looking frogs with jersey
sounding names...but which were Royal potato eating people from a
different planet disguised as homo sapiens.

Stupid realised that
he really would have to consider changing both his habits and
inclinations, together with his sexual leanings- in fact a monastery
somewhere, as long as it was run by friendly brothers, who had very
sexy sisters living in the vicinity who liked to stay over and play
once in a while every version of truth, dare and forfeit and smack the
pony, but only after a Turkish bath complete with a male masseur
wearing only a small banana in his left ear and cheeky grin on his dial!

So,
having decided that he was the one odd out he resumed watching the
cricket on his bright pink flatscreen, which made his eyes turn a
lovely shade of pink.

Stupid
decided to become sensible but to change a lifetime was going to take a
lot more than dress sense, he needed to change his prediliction from AC
to DC! His love of heavy metal studs to, maybe, gold feligree, coupled
with a lime tutu and sparkly green fairy wand made for a colourful
cossack.

Stupid started to leap and slowly parachuted back down the only reality he had ever known was drug induced nirvana! As far as Stupid was concerned he was now a fully paid up member of the 'Mile High Gay Stupid' club but needed to collect his certificate from Joey to prove that it was a mile and not a kilometer. This proved to be a challenge due to EU Weights & Measures and Joey's lack of facilities, although the albino hostess was vertically challenged, Stupid still didn't get his act together and pluck up courage to perform the Hakka and other preparatory foreplay to enable him to cease being a virgin! and entitling him to collect his Girl Guide 'community support' badge, and to wear lacy suspenders!

Stupid realized that he needed to get a life - quickly! but the problem was how...His best ideas were flops, a bit like his jokes and bits of his anathomy
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Post by karma on Sat 01 Aug 2009, 1:06 pm

Once upon a time there was a young prince called Stupid by all the commoners.

Stupid
was handsome and charming, he only had one leg to stand on ceremony
with. One day he decided to stop hopping around and offer his unused
shoe to Alfonso who only had one arm and was the drummer in the local
band called ''missing Link", a bass & Drum rock group dressed as
Queens - a quirk that Stupid could not stop laughing at however, his
mirth was short lived when the wicked witch arrived - looking like
Freddie Mercury in His last rock music video, only not quite as pretty.

With
a twist of her Runes she predicted that he would turn into a rabbit!
and to add insult to Him pink fur as well. His yellow crown was sitting
at an impossible angle, making his head lean over, which for a one
legged, google eyed man with big flappy, hairy & scaly ears was one
disadvantage too far.

The king was immediately informed and
called in experts from all corners of his Realm, even those who knew
nothing about the rumour circulating about his tendencies to dress in
peep hole bras and crotchless undercrackers with fairy lights hanging
from the end of their frilly, lacy edgings interlaced with pink and
yellow bows and bejewelled electric blue nipple clamps which were
firmly attached to the leg that never was!

Stupid decided he
would visit the local witch doctor who had recently met with a man who
fashioned wooden voodoo dolls and cast black spare legs out of cast
iron.

"Where will i go", cried Stupid, my legs don't match and
the peasants are turned on by my sexy perfume and my long stiff cast
iron leg painted purple which, if I am honest makes a fantastic
lap-dancing pole but the girls all get very excited from looking at my
long veined custard chucker but I could do nothing to help to fix this
being a leg short of a matched pair of loafers engineered from...a pigs
ear that had been dyed green and orange, the jumper he was wearing was
a becoming shade of pink that looked like it might have been at home on
the catwalk in Queensland, which is called Queensland because Queens
abound in that land and Stupid realised that he would not be finding
his Princess there he may find a prince but the competition would be
fierce as there are lots of would be Royal looking frogs with jersey
sounding names...but which were Royal potato eating people from a
different planet disguised as homo sapiens.

Stupid realised that
he really would have to consider changing both his habits and
inclinations, together with his sexual leanings- in fact a monastery
somewhere, as long as it was run by friendly brothers, who had very
sexy sisters living in the vicinity who liked to stay over and play
once in a while every version of truth, dare and forfeit and smack the
pony, but only after a Turkish bath complete with a male masseur
wearing only a small banana in his left ear and cheeky grin on his dial!

So,
having decided that he was the one odd out he resumed watching the
cricket on his bright pink flatscreen, which made his eyes turn a
lovely shade of pink.

Stupid
decided to become sensible but to change a lifetime was going to take a
lot more than dress sense, he needed to change his prediliction from AC
to DC! His love of heavy metal studs to, maybe, gold feligree, coupled
with a lime tutu and sparkly green fairy wand made for a colourful
cossack.

Stupid started to leap and slowly parachuted back down the only reality he had ever known was drug induced nirvana! As far as Stupid was concerned he was now a fully paid up member of the 'Mile High Gay Stupid' club but needed to collect his certificate from Joey to prove that it was a mile and not a kilometer. This proved to be a challenge due to EU Weights & Measures and Joey's lack of facilities, although the albino hostess was vertically challenged, Stupid still didn't get his act together and pluck up courage to perform the Hakka and other preparatory foreplay to enable him to cease being a virgin! and entitling him to collect his Girl Guide 'community support' badge, and to wear lacy suspenders!

Stupid realized that he needed to get a life - quickly! but the problem was how...His best ideas were flops, a bit like his jokes and bits of his anathomy, however with a bit of
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Post by Alpy on Sat 01 Aug 2009, 3:54 pm

Once upon a time there was a young prince called Stupid by all the commoners.

Stupid
was handsome and charming, he only had one leg to stand on ceremony
with. One day he decided to stop hopping around and offer his unused
shoe to Alfonso who only had one arm and was the drummer in the local
band called ''missing Link", a bass & Drum rock group dressed as
Queens - a quirk that Stupid could not stop laughing at however, his
mirth was short lived when the wicked witch arrived - looking like
Freddie Mercury in His last rock music video, only not quite as pretty.

With
a twist of her Runes she predicted that he would turn into a rabbit!
and to add insult to Him pink fur as well. His yellow crown was sitting
at an impossible angle, making his head lean over, which for a one
legged, google eyed man with big flappy, hairy & scaly ears was one
disadvantage too far.

The king was immediately informed and
called in experts from all corners of his Realm, even those who knew
nothing about the rumour circulating about his tendencies to dress in
peep hole bras and crotchless undercrackers with fairy lights hanging
from the end of their frilly, lacy edgings interlaced with pink and
yellow bows and bejewelled electric blue nipple clamps which were
firmly attached to the leg that never was!

Stupid decided he
would visit the local witch doctor who had recently met with a man who
fashioned wooden voodoo dolls and cast black spare legs out of cast
iron.

"Where will i go", cried Stupid, my legs don't match and
the peasants are turned on by my sexy perfume and my long stiff cast
iron leg painted purple which, if I am honest makes a fantastic
lap-dancing pole but the girls all get very excited from looking at my
long veined custard chucker but I could do nothing to help to fix this
being a leg short of a matched pair of loafers engineered from...a pigs
ear that had been dyed green and orange, the jumper he was wearing was
a becoming shade of pink that looked like it might have been at home on
the catwalk in Queensland, which is called Queensland because Queens
abound in that land and Stupid realised that he would not be finding
his Princess there he may find a prince but the competition would be
fierce as there are lots of would be Royal looking frogs with jersey
sounding names...but which were Royal potato eating people from a
different planet disguised as homo sapiens.

Stupid realised that
he really would have to consider changing both his habits and
inclinations, together with his sexual leanings- in fact a monastery
somewhere, as long as it was run by friendly brothers, who had very
sexy sisters living in the vicinity who liked to stay over and play
once in a while every version of truth, dare and forfeit and smack the
pony, but only after a Turkish bath complete with a male masseur
wearing only a small banana in his left ear and cheeky grin on his dial!

So,
having decided that he was the one odd out he resumed watching the
cricket on his bright pink flatscreen, which made his eyes turn a
lovely shade of pink.

Stupid
decided to become sensible but to change a lifetime was going to take a
lot more than dress sense, he needed to change his prediliction from AC
to DC! His love of heavy metal studs to, maybe, gold feligree, coupled
with a lime tutu and sparkly green fairy wand made for a colourful
cossack.

Stupid started to leap and slowly parachuted back down the only reality he had ever known was drug induced nirvana! As far as Stupid was concerned he was now a fully paid up member of the 'Mile High Gay Stupid' club but needed to collect his certificate from Joey to prove that it was a mile and not a kilometer. This proved to be a challenge due to EU Weights & Measures and Joey's lack of facilities, although the albino hostess was vertically challenged, Stupid still didn't get his act together and pluck up courage to perform the Hakka and other preparatory foreplay to enable him to cease being a virgin! and entitling him to collect his Girl Guide 'community support' badge, and to wear lacy suspenders!

Stupid realized that he needed to get a life - quickly! but the problem was how...His best ideas were flops, a bit like his jokes and bits of his anathomy, however with a bit of magic and lots of luck
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Post by karma on Sat 01 Aug 2009, 10:22 pm

Once upon a time there was a young prince called Stupid by all the commoners.

Stupid
was handsome and charming, he only had one leg to stand on ceremony
with. One day he decided to stop hopping around and offer his unused
shoe to Alfonso who only had one arm and was the drummer in the local
band called ''missing Link", a bass & Drum rock group dressed as
Queens - a quirk that Stupid could not stop laughing at however, his
mirth was short lived when the wicked witch arrived - looking like
Freddie Mercury in His last rock music video, only not quite as pretty.

With
a twist of her Runes she predicted that he would turn into a rabbit!
and to add insult to Him pink fur as well. His yellow crown was sitting
at an impossible angle, making his head lean over, which for a one
legged, google eyed man with big flappy, hairy & scaly ears was one
disadvantage too far.

The king was immediately informed and
called in experts from all corners of his Realm, even those who knew
nothing about the rumour circulating about his tendencies to dress in
peep hole bras and crotchless undercrackers with fairy lights hanging
from the end of their frilly, lacy edgings interlaced with pink and
yellow bows and bejewelled electric blue nipple clamps which were
firmly attached to the leg that never was!

Stupid decided he
would visit the local witch doctor who had recently met with a man who
fashioned wooden voodoo dolls and cast black spare legs out of cast
iron.

"Where will i go", cried Stupid, my legs don't match and
the peasants are turned on by my sexy perfume and my long stiff cast
iron leg painted purple which, if I am honest makes a fantastic
lap-dancing pole but the girls all get very excited from looking at my
long veined custard chucker but I could do nothing to help to fix this
being a leg short of a matched pair of loafers engineered from...a pigs
ear that had been dyed green and orange, the jumper he was wearing was
a becoming shade of pink that looked like it might have been at home on
the catwalk in Queensland, which is called Queensland because Queens
abound in that land and Stupid realised that he would not be finding
his Princess there he may find a prince but the competition would be
fierce as there are lots of would be Royal looking frogs with jersey
sounding names...but which were Royal potato eating people from a
different planet disguised as homo sapiens.

Stupid realised that
he really would have to consider changing both his habits and
inclinations, together with his sexual leanings- in fact a monastery
somewhere, as long as it was run by friendly brothers, who had very
sexy sisters living in the vicinity who liked to stay over and play
once in a while every version of truth, dare and forfeit and smack the
pony, but only after a Turkish bath complete with a male masseur
wearing only a small banana in his left ear and cheeky grin on his dial!

So,
having decided that he was the one odd out he resumed watching the
cricket on his bright pink flatscreen, which made his eyes turn a
lovely shade of pink.

Stupid
decided to become sensible but to change a lifetime was going to take a
lot more than dress sense, he needed to change his prediliction from AC
to DC! His love of heavy metal studs to, maybe, gold feligree, coupled
with a lime tutu and sparkly green fairy wand made for a colourful
cossack.

Stupid started to leap and slowly parachuted back down the only reality he had ever known was drug induced nirvana! As far as Stupid was concerned he was now a fully paid up member of the 'Mile High Gay Stupid' club but needed to collect his certificate from Joey to prove that it was a mile and not a kilometer. This proved to be a challenge due to EU Weights & Measures and Joey's lack of facilities, although the albino hostess was vertically challenged, Stupid still didn't get his act together and pluck up courage to perform the Hakka and other preparatory foreplay to enable him to cease being a virgin! and entitling him to collect his Girl Guide 'community support' badge, and to wear lacy suspenders!

Stupid realized that he needed to get a life - quickly! but the problem was how...His best ideas were flops, a bit like his jokes and bits of his anathomy, however with a bit of magic and lots of luck and a non cross-dressing Aide
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Post by Anomiso on Mon 03 Aug 2009, 1:11 pm

Once upon a time there was a young prince called Stupid by all the commoners.

Stupid
was handsome and charming, he only had one leg to stand on ceremony
with. One day he decided to stop hopping around and offer his unused
shoe to Alfonso who only had one arm and was the drummer in the local
band called ''missing Link", a bass & Drum rock group dressed as
Queens - a quirk that Stupid could not stop laughing at however, his
mirth was short lived when the wicked witch arrived - looking like
Freddie Mercury in His last rock music video, only not quite as pretty.

With
a twist of her Runes she predicted that he would turn into a rabbit!
and to add insult to Him pink fur as well. His yellow crown was sitting
at an impossible angle, making his head lean over, which for a one
legged, google eyed man with big flappy, hairy & scaly ears was one
disadvantage too far.

The king was immediately informed and
called in experts from all corners of his Realm, even those who knew
nothing about the rumour circulating about his tendencies to dress in
peep hole bras and crotchless undercrackers with fairy lights hanging
from the end of their frilly, lacy edgings interlaced with pink and
yellow bows and bejewelled electric blue nipple clamps which were
firmly attached to the leg that never was!

Stupid decided he
would visit the local witch doctor who had recently met with a man who
fashioned wooden voodoo dolls and cast black spare legs out of cast
iron.

"Where will i go", cried Stupid, my legs don't match and
the peasants are turned on by my sexy perfume and my long stiff cast
iron leg painted purple which, if I am honest makes a fantastic
lap-dancing pole but the girls all get very excited from looking at my
long veined custard chucker but I could do nothing to help to fix this
being a leg short of a matched pair of loafers engineered from...a pigs
ear that had been dyed green and orange, the jumper he was wearing was
a becoming shade of pink that looked like it might have been at home on
the catwalk in Queensland, which is called Queensland because Queens
abound in that land and Stupid realised that he would not be finding
his Princess there he may find a prince but the competition would be
fierce as there are lots of would be Royal looking frogs with jersey
sounding names...but which were Royal potato eating people from a
different planet disguised as homo sapiens.

Stupid realised that
he really would have to consider changing both his habits and
inclinations, together with his sexual leanings- in fact a monastery
somewhere, as long as it was run by friendly brothers, who had very
sexy sisters living in the vicinity who liked to stay over and play
once in a while every version of truth, dare and forfeit and smack the
pony, but only after a Turkish bath complete with a male masseur
wearing only a small banana in his left ear and cheeky grin on his dial!

So,
having decided that he was the one odd out he resumed watching the
cricket on his bright pink flatscreen, which made his eyes turn a
lovely shade of pink.

Stupid
decided to become sensible but to change a lifetime was going to take a
lot more than dress sense, he needed to change his prediliction from AC
to DC! His love of heavy metal studs to, maybe, gold feligree, coupled
with a lime tutu and sparkly green fairy wand made for a colourful
cossack.

Stupid started to leap and slowly parachuted back down the only reality he had ever known was drug induced nirvana! As far as Stupid was concerned he was now a fully paid up member of the 'Mile High Gay Stupid' club but needed to collect his certificate from Joey to prove that it was a mile and not a kilometer. This proved to be a challenge due to EU Weights & Measures and Joey's lack of facilities, although the albino hostess was vertically challenged, Stupid still didn't get his act together and pluck up courage to perform the Hakka and other preparatory foreplay to enable him to cease being a virgin! and entitling him to collect his Girl Guide 'community support' badge, and to wear lacy suspenders!

Stupid realized that he needed to get a life - quickly! but the problem was how...His best ideas were flops, a bit like his jokes and bits of his anathomy, however with a bit of magic and lots of luck and a non cross-dressing Aide, he could get a job
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Post by karma on Wed 12 Aug 2009, 10:09 pm

Once upon a time there was a young prince called Stupid by all the commoners.

Stupid
was handsome and charming, he only had one leg to stand on ceremony
with. One day he decided to stop hopping around and offer his unused
shoe to Alfonso who only had one arm and was the drummer in the local
band called ''missing Link", a bass & Drum rock group dressed as
Queens - a quirk that Stupid could not stop laughing at however, his
mirth was short lived when the wicked witch arrived - looking like
Freddie Mercury in His last rock music video, only not quite as pretty.

With
a twist of her Runes she predicted that he would turn into a rabbit!
and to add insult to Him pink fur as well. His yellow crown was sitting
at an impossible angle, making his head lean over, which for a one
legged, google eyed man with big flappy, hairy & scaly ears was one
disadvantage too far.

The king was immediately informed and
called in experts from all corners of his Realm, even those who knew
nothing about the rumour circulating about his tendencies to dress in
peep hole bras and crotchless undercrackers with fairy lights hanging
from the end of their frilly, lacy edgings interlaced with pink and
yellow bows and bejewelled electric blue nipple clamps which were
firmly attached to the leg that never was!

Stupid decided he
would visit the local witch doctor who had recently met with a man who
fashioned wooden voodoo dolls and cast black spare legs out of cast
iron.

"Where will i go", cried Stupid, my legs don't match and
the peasants are turned on by my sexy perfume and my long stiff cast
iron leg painted purple which, if I am honest makes a fantastic
lap-dancing pole but the girls all get very excited from looking at my
long veined custard chucker but I could do nothing to help to fix this
being a leg short of a matched pair of loafers engineered from...a pigs
ear that had been dyed green and orange, the jumper he was wearing was
a becoming shade of pink that looked like it might have been at home on
the catwalk in Queensland, which is called Queensland because Queens
abound in that land and Stupid realised that he would not be finding
his Princess there he may find a prince but the competition would be
fierce as there are lots of would be Royal looking frogs with jersey
sounding names...but which were Royal potato eating people from a
different planet disguised as homo sapiens.

Stupid realised that
he really would have to consider changing both his habits and
inclinations, together with his sexual leanings- in fact a monastery
somewhere, as long as it was run by friendly brothers, who had very
sexy sisters living in the vicinity who liked to stay over and play
once in a while every version of truth, dare and forfeit and smack the
pony, but only after a Turkish bath complete with a male masseur
wearing only a small banana in his left ear and cheeky grin on his dial!

So,
having decided that he was the one odd out he resumed watching the
cricket on his bright pink flatscreen, which made his eyes turn a
lovely shade of pink.

Stupid
decided to become sensible but to change a lifetime was going to take a
lot more than dress sense, he needed to change his prediliction from AC
to DC! His love of heavy metal studs to, maybe, gold feligree, coupled
with a lime tutu and sparkly green fairy wand made for a colourful
cossack.

Stupid started to leap and slowly parachuted back down the only reality he had ever known was drug induced nirvana! As far as Stupid was concerned he was now a fully paid up member of the 'Mile High Gay Stupid' club but needed to collect his certificate from Joey to prove that it was a mile and not a kilometer. This proved to be a challenge due to EU Weights & Measures and Joey's lack of facilities, although the albino hostess was vertically challenged, Stupid still didn't get his act together and pluck up courage to perform the Hakka and other preparatory foreplay to enable him to cease being a virgin! and entitling him to collect his Girl Guide 'community support' badge, and to wear lacy suspenders!

Stupid realized that he needed to get a life - quickly! but the problem was how...His best ideas were flops, a bit like his jokes and bits of his anathomy, however with a bit of magic and lots of luck and a non cross-dressing Aide,
he could get a job which would transform his way
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Re: Never Ending Story

Post by karma on Sun 16 Aug 2009, 7:52 pm

Once upon a time there was a young prince called Stupid by all the commoners.

Stupid
was handsome and charming, he only had one leg to stand on ceremony
with. One day he decided to stop hopping around and offer his unused
shoe to Alfonso who only had one arm and was the drummer in the local
band called ''missing Link", a bass & Drum rock group dressed as
Queens - a quirk that Stupid could not stop laughing at however, his
mirth was short lived when the wicked witch arrived - looking like
Freddie Mercury in His last rock music video, only not quite as pretty.

With
a twist of her Runes she predicted that he would turn into a rabbit!
and to add insult to Him pink fur as well. His yellow crown was sitting
at an impossible angle, making his head lean over, which for a one
legged, google eyed man with big flappy, hairy & scaly ears was one
disadvantage too far.

The king was immediately informed and
called in experts from all corners of his Realm, even those who knew
nothing about the rumour circulating about his tendencies to dress in
peep hole bras and crotchless undercrackers with fairy lights hanging
from the end of their frilly, lacy edgings interlaced with pink and
yellow bows and bejewelled electric blue nipple clamps which were
firmly attached to the leg that never was!

Stupid decided he
would visit the local witch doctor who had recently met with a man who
fashioned wooden voodoo dolls and cast black spare legs out of cast
iron.

"Where will i go", cried Stupid, my legs don't match and
the peasants are turned on by my sexy perfume and my long stiff cast
iron leg painted purple which, if I am honest makes a fantastic
lap-dancing pole but the girls all get very excited from looking at my
long veined custard chucker but I could do nothing to help to fix this
being a leg short of a matched pair of loafers engineered from...a pigs
ear that had been dyed green and orange, the jumper he was wearing was
a becoming shade of pink that looked like it might have been at home on
the catwalk in Queensland, which is called Queensland because Queens
abound in that land and Stupid realised that he would not be finding
his Princess there he may find a prince but the competition would be
fierce as there are lots of would be Royal looking frogs with jersey
sounding names...but which were Royal potato eating people from a
different planet disguised as homo sapiens.

Stupid realised that
he really would have to consider changing both his habits and
inclinations, together with his sexual leanings- in fact a monastery
somewhere, as long as it was run by friendly brothers, who had very
sexy sisters living in the vicinity who liked to stay over and play
once in a while every version of truth, dare and forfeit and smack the
pony, but only after a Turkish bath complete with a male masseur
wearing only a small banana in his left ear and cheeky grin on his dial!

So,
having decided that he was the one odd out he resumed watching the
cricket on his bright pink flatscreen, which made his eyes turn a
lovely shade of pink.

Stupid
decided to become sensible but to change a lifetime was going to take a
lot more than dress sense, he needed to change his prediliction from AC
to DC! His love of heavy metal studs to, maybe, gold feligree, coupled
with a lime tutu and sparkly green fairy wand made for a colourful
cossack.

Stupid started to leap and slowly parachuted back down the only reality he had ever known was drug induced nirvana! As far as Stupid was concerned he was now a fully paid up member of the 'Mile High Gay Stupid' club but needed to collect his certificate from Joey to prove that it was a mile and not a kilometer. This proved to be a challenge due to EU Weights & Measures and Joey's lack of facilities, although the albino hostess was vertically challenged, Stupid still didn't get his act together and pluck up courage to perform the Hakka and other preparatory foreplay to enable him to cease being a virgin! and entitling him to collect his Girl Guide 'community support' badge, and to wear lacy suspenders!

Stupid realized that he needed to get a life - quickly! but the problem was how...His best ideas were flops, a bit like his jokes and bits of his anathomy, however with a bit of assistance from Simon Cowell and

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Re: Never Ending Story

Post by Dell on Wed 19 Aug 2009, 8:57 pm

Once upon a time there was a young prince called Stupid by all the commoners.

Stupid
was handsome and charming, he only had one leg to stand on ceremony
with. One day he decided to stop hopping around and offer his unused
shoe to Alfonso who only had one arm and was the drummer in the local
band called ''missing Link", a bass & Drum rock group dressed as
Queens - a quirk that Stupid could not stop laughing at however, his
mirth was short lived when the wicked witch arrived - looking like
Freddie Mercury in His last rock music video, only not quite as pretty.

With
a twist of her Runes she predicted that he would turn into a rabbit!
and to add insult to Him pink fur as well. His yellow crown was sitting
at an impossible angle, making his head lean over, which for a one
legged, google eyed man with big flappy, hairy & scaly ears was one
disadvantage too far.

The king was immediately informed and
called in experts from all corners of his Realm, even those who knew
nothing about the rumour circulating about his tendencies to dress in
peep hole bras and crotchless undercrackers with fairy lights hanging
from the end of their frilly, lacy edgings interlaced with pink and
yellow bows and bejewelled electric blue nipple clamps which were
firmly attached to the leg that never was!

Stupid decided he
would visit the local witch doctor who had recently met with a man who
fashioned wooden voodoo dolls and cast black spare legs out of cast
iron.

"Where will i go", cried Stupid, my legs don't match and
the peasants are turned on by my sexy perfume and my long stiff cast
iron leg painted purple which, if I am honest makes a fantastic
lap-dancing pole but the girls all get very excited from looking at my
long veined custard chucker but I could do nothing to help to fix this
being a leg short of a matched pair of loafers engineered from...a pigs
ear that had been dyed green and orange, the jumper he was wearing was
a becoming shade of pink that looked like it might have been at home on
the catwalk in Queensland, which is called Queensland because Queens
abound in that land and Stupid realised that he would not be finding
his Princess there he may find a prince but the competition would be
fierce as there are lots of would be Royal looking frogs with jersey
sounding names...but which were Royal potato eating people from a
different planet disguised as homo sapiens.

Stupid realised that
he really would have to consider changing both his habits and
inclinations, together with his sexual leanings- in fact a monastery
somewhere, as long as it was run by friendly brothers, who had very
sexy sisters living in the vicinity who liked to stay over and play
once in a while every version of truth, dare and forfeit and smack the
pony, but only after a Turkish bath complete with a male masseur
wearing only a small banana in his left ear and cheeky grin on his dial!

So,
having decided that he was the one odd out he resumed watching the
cricket on his bright pink flatscreen, which made his eyes turn a
lovely shade of pink.

Stupid
decided to become sensible but to change a lifetime was going to take a
lot more than dress sense, he needed to change his prediliction from AC
to DC! His love of heavy metal studs to, maybe, gold feligree, coupled
with a lime tutu and sparkly green fairy wand made for a colourful
cossack.

Stupid started to leap and slowly parachuted back down the only reality he had ever known was drug induced nirvana! As far as Stupid was concerned he was now a fully paid up member of the 'Mile High Gay Stupid' club but needed to collect his certificate from Joey to prove that it was a mile and not a kilometer. This proved to be a challenge due to EU Weights & Measures and Joey's lack of facilities, although the albino hostess was vertically challenged, Stupid still didn't get his act together and pluck up courage to perform the Hakka and other preparatory foreplay to enable him to cease being a virgin! and entitling him to collect his Girl Guide 'community support' badge, and to wear lacy suspenders!

Stupid realized that he needed to get a life - quickly! but the problem was how...His best ideas were flops, a bit like his jokes and bits of his anathomy, however with a bit of assistance from Simon Cowell and extensive, expensive plastic surgery and




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Re: Never Ending Story

Post by Barney Gumble on Wed 19 Aug 2009, 9:05 pm

Called Jordan for top tips. She explained to him.....


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Re: Never Ending Story

Post by Dell on Thu 20 Aug 2009, 5:25 pm

Once upon a time there was a young prince called Stupid by all the commoners.

Stupid
was handsome and charming, he only had one leg to stand on ceremony
with. One day he decided to stop hopping around and offer his unused
shoe to Alfonso who only had one arm and was the drummer in the local
band called ''missing Link", a bass & Drum rock group dressed as
Queens - a quirk that Stupid could not stop laughing at however, his
mirth was short lived when the wicked witch arrived - looking like
Freddie Mercury in His last rock music video, only not quite as pretty.

With
a twist of her Runes she predicted that he would turn into a rabbit!
and to add insult to Him pink fur as well. His yellow crown was sitting
at an impossible angle, making his head lean over, which for a one
legged, google eyed man with big flappy, hairy & scaly ears was one
disadvantage too far.

The king was immediately informed and
called in experts from all corners of his Realm, even those who knew
nothing about the rumour circulating about his tendencies to dress in
peep hole bras and crotchless undercrackers with fairy lights hanging
from the end of their frilly, lacy edgings interlaced with pink and
yellow bows and bejewelled electric blue nipple clamps which were
firmly attached to the leg that never was!

Stupid decided he
would visit the local witch doctor who had recently met with a man who
fashioned wooden voodoo dolls and cast black spare legs out of cast
iron.

"Where will i go", cried Stupid, my legs don't match and
the peasants are turned on by my sexy perfume and my long stiff cast
iron leg painted purple which, if I am honest makes a fantastic
lap-dancing pole but the girls all get very excited from looking at my
long veined custard chucker but I could do nothing to help to fix this
being a leg short of a matched pair of loafers engineered from...a pigs
ear that had been dyed green and orange, the jumper he was wearing was
a becoming shade of pink that looked like it might have been at home on
the catwalk in Queensland, which is called Queensland because Queens
abound in that land and Stupid realised that he would not be finding
his Princess there he may find a prince but the competition would be
fierce as there are lots of would be Royal looking frogs with jersey
sounding names...but which were Royal potato eating people from a
different planet disguised as homo sapiens.

Stupid realised that
he really would have to consider changing both his habits and
inclinations, together with his sexual leanings- in fact a monastery
somewhere, as long as it was run by friendly brothers, who had very
sexy sisters living in the vicinity who liked to stay over and play
once in a while every version of truth, dare and forfeit and smack the
pony, but only after a Turkish bath complete with a male masseur
wearing only a small banana in his left ear and cheeky grin on his dial!

So,
having decided that he was the one odd out he resumed watching the
cricket on his bright pink flatscreen, which made his eyes turn a
lovely shade of pink.

Stupid
decided to become sensible but to change a lifetime was going to take a
lot more than dress sense, he needed to change his prediliction from AC
to DC! His love of heavy metal studs to, maybe, gold feligree, coupled
with a lime tutu and sparkly green fairy wand made for a colourful
cossack.

Stupid started to leap and slowly parachuted back down the only reality he had ever known was drug induced nirvana! As far as Stupid was concerned he was now a fully paid up member of the 'Mile High Gay Stupid' club but needed to collect his certificate from Joey to prove that it was a mile and not a kilometer. This proved to be a challenge due to EU Weights & Measures and Joey's lack of facilities, although the albino hostess was vertically challenged, Stupid still didn't get his act together and pluck up courage to perform the Hakka and other preparatory foreplay to enable him to cease being a virgin! and entitling him to collect his Girl Guide 'community support' badge, and to wear lacy suspenders!

Stupid realized that he needed to get a life - quickly! but the problem was how...His best ideas were flops, a bit like his jokes and bits of his anathomy, however with a bit of assistance from Simon Cowell and extensive, expensive plastic surgery and
Called Jordan for top tips. She explained to him..... well, very little actually as




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Re: Never Ending Story

Post by karma on Thu 20 Aug 2009, 10:33 pm

Once upon a time there was a young prince called Stupid by all the commoners.

Stupid
was handsome and charming, he only had one leg to stand on ceremony
with. One day he decided to stop hopping around and offer his unused
shoe to Alfonso who only had one arm and was the drummer in the local
band called ''missing Link", a bass & Drum rock group dressed as
Queens - a quirk that Stupid could not stop laughing at however, his
mirth was short lived when the wicked witch arrived - looking like
Freddie Mercury in His last rock music video, only not quite as pretty.

With
a twist of her Runes she predicted that he would turn into a rabbit!
and to add insult to Him pink fur as well. His yellow crown was sitting
at an impossible angle, making his head lean over, which for a one
legged, google eyed man with big flappy, hairy & scaly ears was one
disadvantage too far.

The king was immediately informed and
called in experts from all corners of his Realm, even those who knew
nothing about the rumour circulating about his tendencies to dress in
peep hole bras and crotchless undercrackers with fairy lights hanging
from the end of their frilly, lacy edgings interlaced with pink and
yellow bows and bejewelled electric blue nipple clamps which were
firmly attached to the leg that never was!

Stupid decided he
would visit the local witch doctor who had recently met with a man who
fashioned wooden voodoo dolls and cast black spare legs out of cast
iron.

"Where will i go", cried Stupid, my legs don't match and
the peasants are turned on by my sexy perfume and my long stiff cast
iron leg painted purple which, if I am honest makes a fantastic
lap-dancing pole but the girls all get very excited from looking at my
long veined custard chucker but I could do nothing to help to fix this
being a leg short of a matched pair of loafers engineered from...a pigs
ear that had been dyed green and orange, the jumper he was wearing was
a becoming shade of pink that looked like it might have been at home on
the catwalk in Queensland, which is called Queensland because Queens
abound in that land and Stupid realised that he would not be finding
his Princess there he may find a prince but the competition would be
fierce as there are lots of would be Royal looking frogs with jersey
sounding names...but which were Royal potato eating people from a
different planet disguised as homo sapiens.

Stupid realised that
he really would have to consider changing both his habits and
inclinations, together with his sexual leanings- in fact a monastery
somewhere, as long as it was run by friendly brothers, who had very
sexy sisters living in the vicinity who liked to stay over and play
once in a while every version of truth, dare and forfeit and smack the
pony, but only after a Turkish bath complete with a male masseur
wearing only a small banana in his left ear and cheeky grin on his dial!

So,
having decided that he was the one odd out he resumed watching the
cricket on his bright pink flatscreen, which made his eyes turn a
lovely shade of pink.

Stupid
decided to become sensible but to change a lifetime was going to take a
lot more than dress sense, he needed to change his prediliction from AC
to DC! His love of heavy metal studs to, maybe, gold feligree, coupled
with a lime tutu and sparkly green fairy wand made for a colourful
cossack.

Stupid started to leap and slowly parachuted back down the only reality he had ever known was drug induced nirvana! As far as Stupid was concerned he was now a fully paid up member of the 'Mile High Gay Stupid' club but needed to collect his certificate from Joey to prove that it was a mile and not a kilometer. This proved to be a challenge due to EU Weights & Measures and Joey's lack of facilities, although the albino hostess was vertically challenged, Stupid still didn't get his act together and pluck up courage to perform the Hakka and other preparatory foreplay to enable him to cease being a virgin! and entitling him to collect his Girl Guide 'community support' badge, and to wear lacy suspenders!

Stupid realized that he needed to get a life - quickly! but the problem was how...His best ideas were flops, a bit like his jokes and bits of his anathomy, however with a bit of assistance from Simon Cowell and extensive, expensive plastic surgery and Called Jordan for top tips. She explained to him..... well, very little actually as her forte was top tits
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Re: Never Ending Story

Post by karma on Sat 29 Aug 2009, 10:29 pm

Once upon a time there was a young prince called Stupid by all the commoners.

Stupid
was handsome and charming, he only had one leg to stand on ceremony
with. One day he decided to stop hopping around and offer his unused
shoe to Alfonso who only had one arm and was the drummer in the local
band called ''missing Link", a bass & Drum rock group dressed as
Queens - a quirk that Stupid could not stop laughing at however, his
mirth was short lived when the wicked witch arrived - looking like
Freddie Mercury in His last rock music video, only not quite as pretty.

With
a twist of her Runes she predicted that he would turn into a rabbit!
and to add insult to Him pink fur as well. His yellow crown was sitting
at an impossible angle, making his head lean over, which for a one
legged, google eyed man with big flappy, hairy & scaly ears was one
disadvantage too far.

The king was immediately informed and
called in experts from all corners of his Realm, even those who knew
nothing about the rumour circulating about his tendencies to dress in
peep hole bras and crotchless undercrackers with fairy lights hanging
from the end of their frilly, lacy edgings interlaced with pink and
yellow bows and bejewelled electric blue nipple clamps which were
firmly attached to the leg that never was!

Stupid decided he
would visit the local witch doctor who had recently met with a man who
fashioned wooden voodoo dolls and cast black spare legs out of cast
iron.

"Where will i go", cried Stupid, my legs don't match and
the peasants are turned on by my sexy perfume and my long stiff cast
iron leg painted purple which, if I am honest makes a fantastic
lap-dancing pole but the girls all get very excited from looking at my
long veined custard chucker but I could do nothing to help to fix this
being a leg short of a matched pair of loafers engineered from...a pigs
ear that had been dyed green and orange, the jumper he was wearing was
a becoming shade of pink that looked like it might have been at home on
the catwalk in Queensland, which is called Queensland because Queens
abound in that land and Stupid realised that he would not be finding
his Princess there he may find a prince but the competition would be
fierce as there are lots of would be Royal looking frogs with jersey
sounding names...but which were Royal potato eating people from a
different planet disguised as homo sapiens.

Stupid realised that
he really would have to consider changing both his habits and
inclinations, together with his sexual leanings- in fact a monastery
somewhere, as long as it was run by friendly brothers, who had very
sexy sisters living in the vicinity who liked to stay over and play
once in a while every version of truth, dare and forfeit and smack the
pony, but only after a Turkish bath complete with a male masseur
wearing only a small banana in his left ear and cheeky grin on his dial!

So,
having decided that he was the one odd out he resumed watching the
cricket on his bright pink flatscreen, which made his eyes turn a
lovely shade of pink.

Stupid
decided to become sensible but to change a lifetime was going to take a
lot more than dress sense, he needed to change his prediliction from AC
to DC! His love of heavy metal studs to, maybe, gold feligree, coupled
with a lime tutu and sparkly green fairy wand made for a colourful
cossack.

Stupid started to leap and slowly parachuted back down the only reality he had ever known was drug induced nirvana! As far as Stupid was concerned he was now a fully paid up member of the 'Mile High Gay Stupid' club but needed to collect his certificate from Joey to prove that it was a mile and not a kilometer. This proved to be a challenge due to EU Weights & Measures and Joey's lack of facilities, although the albino hostess was vertically challenged, Stupid still didn't get his act together and pluck up courage to perform the Hakka and other preparatory foreplay to enable him to cease being a virgin! and entitling him to collect his Girl Guide 'community support' badge, and to wear lacy suspenders!

Stupid realized that he needed to get a life - quickly! but the problem was how...His best ideas were flops, a bit like his jokes and bits of his anathomy, however with a bit of assistance from Simon Cowell and extensive, expensive plastic surgery and Called Jordan for top tips. She explained to him..... well, very little actually as her forte was top tips on how to become plastic
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Re: Never Ending Story

Post by Anomiso on Sun 30 Aug 2009, 11:09 am

Once upon a time there was a young prince called Stupid by all the commoners.

Stupid
was handsome and charming, he only had one leg to stand on ceremony
with. One day he decided to stop hopping around and offer his unused
shoe to Alfonso who only had one arm and was the drummer in the local
band called ''missing Link", a bass & Drum rock group dressed as
Queens - a quirk that Stupid could not stop laughing at however, his
mirth was short lived when the wicked witch arrived - looking like
Freddie Mercury in His last rock music video, only not quite as pretty.

With
a twist of her Runes she predicted that he would turn into a rabbit!
and to add insult to Him pink fur as well. His yellow crown was sitting
at an impossible angle, making his head lean over, which for a one
legged, google eyed man with big flappy, hairy & scaly ears was one
disadvantage too far.

The king was immediately informed and
called in experts from all corners of his Realm, even those who knew
nothing about the rumour circulating about his tendencies to dress in
peep hole bras and crotchless undercrackers with fairy lights hanging
from the end of their frilly, lacy edgings interlaced with pink and
yellow bows and bejewelled electric blue nipple clamps which were
firmly attached to the leg that never was!

Stupid decided he
would visit the local witch doctor who had recently met with a man who
fashioned wooden voodoo dolls and cast black spare legs out of cast
iron.

"Where will i go", cried Stupid, my legs don't match and
the peasants are turned on by my sexy perfume and my long stiff cast
iron leg painted purple which, if I am honest makes a fantastic
lap-dancing pole but the girls all get very excited from looking at my
long veined custard chucker but I could do nothing to help to fix this
being a leg short of a matched pair of loafers engineered from...a pigs
ear that had been dyed green and orange, the jumper he was wearing was
a becoming shade of pink that looked like it might have been at home on
the catwalk in Queensland, which is called Queensland because Queens
abound in that land and Stupid realised that he would not be finding
his Princess there he may find a prince but the competition would be
fierce as there are lots of would be Royal looking frogs with jersey
sounding names...but which were Royal potato eating people from a
different planet disguised as homo sapiens.

Stupid realised that
he really would have to consider changing both his habits and
inclinations, together with his sexual leanings- in fact a monastery
somewhere, as long as it was run by friendly brothers, who had very
sexy sisters living in the vicinity who liked to stay over and play
once in a while every version of truth, dare and forfeit and smack the
pony, but only after a Turkish bath complete with a male masseur
wearing only a small banana in his left ear and cheeky grin on his dial!

So,
having decided that he was the one odd out he resumed watching the
cricket on his bright pink flatscreen, which made his eyes turn a
lovely shade of pink.

Stupid
decided to become sensible but to change a lifetime was going to take a
lot more than dress sense, he needed to change his prediliction from AC
to DC! His love of heavy metal studs to, maybe, gold feligree, coupled
with a lime tutu and sparkly green fairy wand made for a colourful
cossack.

Stupid
started to leap and slowly parachuted back down the only reality he had
ever known was drug induced nirvana! As far as Stupid was concerned he
was now a fully paid up member of the 'Mile High Gay Stupid' club but
needed to collect his certificate from Joey to prove that it was a mile
and not a kilometer. This proved to be a challenge due to EU Weights
& Measures and Joey's lack of facilities, although the albino
hostess was vertically challenged, Stupid still didn't get his act
together and pluck up courage to perform the Hakka and other
preparatory foreplay to enable him to cease being a virgin! and
entitling him to collect his Girl Guide 'community support' badge, and
to wear lacy suspenders!

Stupid realized that he needed to get a
life - quickly! but the problem was how...His best ideas were flops, a
bit like his jokes and bits of his anathomy, however with a bit of
assistance from Simon Cowell and extensive, expensive plastic surgery
and Called Jordan for top tips. She explained to him..... well, very
little actually as her forte was top tips on how to become plastic, as in manneable and adaptable
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Re: Never Ending Story

Post by Dell on Sun 30 Aug 2009, 11:45 am

Once upon a time there was a young prince called Stupid by all the commoners.

Stupid
was handsome and charming, he only had one leg to stand on ceremony
with. One day he decided to stop hopping around and offer his unused
shoe to Alfonso who only had one arm and was the drummer in the local
band called ''missing Link", a bass & Drum rock group dressed as
Queens - a quirk that Stupid could not stop laughing at however, his
mirth was short lived when the wicked witch arrived - looking like
Freddie Mercury in His last rock music video, only not quite as pretty.

With
a twist of her Runes she predicted that he would turn into a rabbit!
and to add insult to Him pink fur as well. His yellow crown was sitting
at an impossible angle, making his head lean over, which for a one
legged, google eyed man with big flappy, hairy & scaly ears was one
disadvantage too far.

The king was immediately informed and
called in experts from all corners of his Realm, even those who knew
nothing about the rumour circulating about his tendencies to dress in
peep hole bras and crotchless undercrackers with fairy lights hanging
from the end of their frilly, lacy edgings interlaced with pink and
yellow bows and bejewelled electric blue nipple clamps which were
firmly attached to the leg that never was!

Stupid decided he
would visit the local witch doctor who had recently met with a man who
fashioned wooden voodoo dolls and cast black spare legs out of cast
iron.

"Where will i go", cried Stupid, my legs don't match and
the peasants are turned on by my sexy perfume and my long stiff cast
iron leg painted purple which, if I am honest makes a fantastic
lap-dancing pole but the girls all get very excited from looking at my
long veined custard chucker but I could do nothing to help to fix this
being a leg short of a matched pair of loafers engineered from...a pigs
ear that had been dyed green and orange, the jumper he was wearing was
a becoming shade of pink that looked like it might have been at home on
the catwalk in Queensland, which is called Queensland because Queens
abound in that land and Stupid realised that he would not be finding
his Princess there he may find a prince but the competition would be
fierce as there are lots of would be Royal looking frogs with jersey
sounding names...but which were Royal potato eating people from a
different planet disguised as homo sapiens.

Stupid realised that
he really would have to consider changing both his habits and
inclinations, together with his sexual leanings- in fact a monastery
somewhere, as long as it was run by friendly brothers, who had very
sexy sisters living in the vicinity who liked to stay over and play
once in a while every version of truth, dare and forfeit and smack the
pony, but only after a Turkish bath complete with a male masseur
wearing only a small banana in his left ear and cheeky grin on his dial!

So,
having decided that he was the one odd out he resumed watching the
cricket on his bright pink flatscreen, which made his eyes turn a
lovely shade of pink.

Stupid
decided to become sensible but to change a lifetime was going to take a
lot more than dress sense, he needed to change his prediliction from AC
to DC! His love of heavy metal studs to, maybe, gold feligree, coupled
with a lime tutu and sparkly green fairy wand made for a colourful
cossack.

Stupid
started to leap and slowly parachuted back down the only reality he had
ever known was drug induced nirvana! As far as Stupid was concerned he
was now a fully paid up member of the 'Mile High Gay Stupid' club but
needed to collect his certificate from Joey to prove that it was a mile
and not a kilometer. This proved to be a challenge due to EU Weights
& Measures and Joey's lack of facilities, although the albino
hostess was vertically challenged, Stupid still didn't get his act
together and pluck up courage to perform the Hakka and other
preparatory foreplay to enable him to cease being a virgin! and
entitling him to collect his Girl Guide 'community support' badge, and
to wear lacy suspenders!

Stupid realized that he needed to get a
life - quickly! but the problem was how...His best ideas were flops, a
bit like his jokes and bits of his anathomy, however with a bit of
assistance from Simon Cowell and extensive, expensive plastic surgery
and Called Jordan for top tips. She explained to him..... well, very
little actually as her forte was top tips on how to become plastic, as in manneable and adaptable, not like my flexible friend




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Once upon a time there was a young prince called Stupid by all the commoners.

Stupid
was handsome and charming, he only had one leg to stand on ceremony
with. One day he decided to stop hopping around and offer his unused
shoe to Alfonso who only had one arm and was the drummer in the local
band called ''missing Link", a bass & Drum rock group dressed as
Queens - a quirk that Stupid could not stop laughing at however, his
mirth was short lived when the wicked witch arrived - looking like
Freddie Mercury in His last rock music video, only not quite as pretty.

With
a twist of her Runes she predicted that he would turn into a rabbit!
and to add insult to Him pink fur as well. His yellow crown was sitting
at an impossible angle, making his head lean over, which for a one
legged, google eyed man with big flappy, hairy & scaly ears was one
disadvantage too far.

The king was immediately informed and
called in experts from all corners of his Realm, even those who knew
nothing about the rumour circulating about his tendencies to dress in
peep hole bras and crotchless undercrackers with fairy lights hanging
from the end of their frilly, lacy edgings interlaced with pink and
yellow bows and bejewelled electric blue nipple clamps which were
firmly attached to the leg that never was!

Stupid decided he
would visit the local witch doctor who had recently met with a man who
fashioned wooden voodoo dolls and cast black spare legs out of cast
iron.

"Where will i go", cried Stupid, my legs don't match and
the peasants are turned on by my sexy perfume and my long stiff cast
iron leg painted purple which, if I am honest makes a fantastic
lap-dancing pole but the girls all get very excited from looking at my
long veined custard chucker but I could do nothing to help to fix this
being a leg short of a matched pair of loafers engineered from...a pigs
ear that had been dyed green and orange, the jumper he was wearing was
a becoming shade of pink that looked like it might have been at home on
the catwalk in Queensland, which is called Queensland because Queens
abound in that land and Stupid realised that he would not be finding
his Princess there he may find a prince but the competition would be
fierce as there are lots of would be Royal looking frogs with jersey
sounding names...but which were Royal potato eating people from a
different planet disguised as homo sapiens.

Stupid realised that
he really would have to consider changing both his habits and
inclinations, together with his sexual leanings- in fact a monastery
somewhere, as long as it was run by friendly brothers, who had very
sexy sisters living in the vicinity who liked to stay over and play
once in a while every version of truth, dare and forfeit and smack the
pony, but only after a Turkish bath complete with a male masseur
wearing only a small banana in his left ear and cheeky grin on his dial!

So,
having decided that he was the one odd out he resumed watching the
cricket on his bright pink flatscreen, which made his eyes turn a
lovely shade of pink.

Stupid
decided to become sensible but to change a lifetime was going to take a
lot more than dress sense, he needed to change his prediliction from AC
to DC! His love of heavy metal studs to, maybe, gold feligree, coupled
with a lime tutu and sparkly green fairy wand made for a colourful
cossack.

Stupid
started to leap and slowly parachuted back down the only reality he had
ever known was drug induced nirvana! As far as Stupid was concerned he
was now a fully paid up member of the 'Mile High Gay Stupid' club but
needed to collect his certificate from Joey to prove that it was a mile
and not a kilometer. This proved to be a challenge due to EU Weights
& Measures and Joey's lack of facilities, although the albino
hostess was vertically challenged, Stupid still didn't get his act
together and pluck up courage to perform the Hakka and other
preparatory foreplay to enable him to cease being a virgin! and
entitling him to collect his Girl Guide 'community support' badge, and
to wear lacy suspenders!

Stupid realized that he needed to get a
life - quickly! but the problem was how...His best ideas were flops, a
bit like his jokes and bits of his anathomy, however with a bit of
assistance from Simon Cowell and extensive, expensive plastic surgery
and Called Jordan for top tips. She explained to him..... well, very
little actually as her forte was top tips on how to become plastic, as in manneable and adaptable,
not like my flexible friend but more pointy and rigid!
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