A Victorian Patriarch has been transported through time to the 1970sHe is absolutely outraged at the loose morals, public displays of acres of male and female flesh and the ambiguous sexuality of almost everyone he can see.
He is burning inside with disgust and almost apoplectic with rage as he pounds his fat, glistening cock again and again into Savile's cigarhole and the workhouse orphans line up to lap at Jimmy's yellowed, scabby scrotbag.
(He is burning inside with disgust and almost apoplectic with rage as he pounds his fat, glistening cock again and again into Savile's cigarhole and the workhouse orphans line up to lap at Jimmy's yellowed, scabby scrotbag.
Wasp Box like a nervous random stranger at a glory hole,
Fri 4 Jan 2013, 15:45,
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"Please sir, can I have some mmmMMOAARRGGHHHHH", exclaimed the urchin, emptying his tiny stomach of gruel.
drimble he'd been white, he'd been black,
Fri 4 Jan 2013, 15:46,
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"Outside, outside," replied Savile, pushing the girl before him towards the door, and looking vacantly over her head."Say I've gone to sleep - they'll believe you. You can get me out, if you take me so. Now then, now then!"
"Oh! God forgive this wretched man!" cried the girl with a burst of tears.
("Oh! God forgive this wretched man!" cried the girl with a burst of tears.
drimble he'd been white, he'd been black,
Fri 4 Jan 2013, 16:02,
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i feel a little bit of sick rising
Smash Monkey lowering the tone of the whole internet,
Fri 4 Jan 2013, 15:50,
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