No way for a man to die...
His sunken brow and massive spodgy lips hung down like a tranny's cockgone.
"I love you he beemed, scowled, i'll love you for ever and ever."
Jack was not at all prepared to have this man all over him, all over his hot body, all over his swollen ballbunch.
"LeT mE KIss iT bEtTEr!" screamed goody as Jack tucked him up for bed.
"No more kissing for you my foul frog" Jack kissed his shiny head, "no miss kissing, sweet prince.."
and with that goody faded away. Never to be heard from again.
Apart from in the paper.

Every paper.

Jack spent the money on hats.
(jindodsdadsdogsdead I am not stusut79, Wed 25 Feb 2009, 13:05, 2 replies)

Would you like a biscuit?

(oneinthepink is at your cervix m'lady, Wed 25 Feb 2009, 13:12, closed)

You'll have to ask Ernie
He translates for Joey, don't you know.
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Wed 25 Feb 2009, 13:24, closed)