Wednesday, December 16, 2009

If these Skeet covered walls Could Talk

If these four walls could talk, what would they say? No, don't worry fans and big bootied Pepperican broads, I'm not going soft on you. Pause. I'm just saying...what if the inanimate objects surrounding us could talk. Strange concept eh? Well that's what we do around these parts. Introduce you all to the strange, otherworldly and hogwash tomfoolerific (registered trademark.)





No homo, but I actually thought up this post based on something C4 said the other day about a little cousin of his thinking our blog is the shit and running home after school everyday to read it. That shit right there ni**a (big lipped camel faced hov voice) is why I engage in the non-monetarily compensatory labor of blogging.





Now, before I start to digress I will throw out my loos (oww owwww, love it loose) correlation between these two things (walls talking and c4's cousin.) I automatically associate middle school / high school with snow days, during which one could beat off multiple times without the fear of interrupting ones proverbial and literal skeeting process. F*ck whether or not these walls could talk...what if your skeet dream generating computer console could. Ohhhhhh the filthy things it would say.



Friday:



Show: What it do c4 with your starving actor ass....lets get it. Cause it's Friday, you aint got no job...



C4: and we aint got shit to do!!!!!

C4: Actually I do have job though. I'm a park ranger.



Show: Well heyyya boo-boo (no homo). Watch out for those niggas stealing Pic-a nic baskets.



C4's computer: Yall really gonna watch Friday on bootleg again? Cant yall splurge 30 bucks on a DVD player?? Cheap bastards.



Show: Who's doing the blog for tomorrow? you? Me?



C4's Computer: Don't yall feel kinda gay and chap running your fingers all over me all day and not even getting paid? This must be what a prostate exam feels like.



Show's Laptop: Word. It is nice to be used for something other than porn..ahem...fat girl porn. You popped one off before you hopped on that train to NY too Show. And I don't recall any hand washage...ya filthy mc-nasty (Fresh Prince voice .)



C4 & Show: Shut the fuck up !!! (Kid & Play talking to Bilal Voice...yea, i brought it back to house party...young niggas Google it.)



Saturday:



Shows computer: One set of footsteps and its past 2:00 am....somebody struck out.



Show: Fu*k you nerd machine. And stop watching me you voyeuristic perv.



Show's computer: Wan me to hand you that dirty sock so you can pretend its some fat girls mouth, loser? I swear man BBW bomb . com, Fat cinema, plumper's world. You re only redeeming sit is Assparade.



Show: it's not my fault corporate America can't discern the difference between fat and thick. I dont have to explain myself to you. Cue it up.



Show's computer: She's kinda mannish. Click on that one. The transsexual site.....



Show: F**k no!!!! Wait....she's kinda bad....if she's post-op she doesn't have a package so.......





Show's computer via email to Carl's computer: He's contemplating the validity of post operation transsexuals....


C4: Oh hell nah nigga....where's my iphone.


To be continued....

2 comments:

MW said...

So, it's pretty clear that Showrocka's fat girl fantasies have become a full-blown [..no homo?] chubby chaser fetish.

How many times has he searched YouPorn and PornoTube with the keyword strings "fat ass" and "fat Pepperican"? My estimation: plenty.

One day, someone is going to catch him in the back room of a strip club feeding a double fudge black forest cake to some pudgy blatina as he busts as nut on her face. ...Care for some whipped topping, "Jazmin"?

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That icky feeling you can't seem to wash off is brought to you in part by the letter Oooo and the "good" people at NappyHeadedBros.

Rock said...

You forgot search terms "bbw" and "Plumper". But other than that, you're pretty solid (no homo?)