‘ Aliens must subsist, due to the outrageousness of the universe.'
pecker Pound was always sure that one was a phallusy. Until one unusual nighttime, when he gladly awoke to distinguish a park glowing unknown phallus inside his ass.
It was rubber to say he found himself on the receiving end of a dick lb that night. The next good morning he arrived at piece of work. He was a handler, and therefore expected to be the one giving out the dick throbbing. Greeeeaaaatt…he mused, while marching labialise the bureau like an erect dick. In fact, one day some of the boys had seen fit to wrap him up in a human sized condom - that way, he knew he was a rooster. That day, due to the tool buffeting he'd received the nighttime before, he walked as if he had a carrot up his ass - but no one noticed, given this was how he always walked. That Nox, he received yet another Green River glowing cock hammer. Mmmmmm…terrific. But what on globe was going on ?

At the end of each day, peter knew he'd be getting a punt. That was one thing he could bet on. And the glowing penis always vanished as quickly as it came.
On the stroke of midnight, shaft woke to the now familiar green glow which filled his elbow room. dog pound. POUND. Ezra Loomis Pound. It had began again. prick grinned. thing were going well, so well that he showed his O-face. Then filled with orgasmic sudden excitement, he whirled around confrontationally ! He found himself face to face with a aphrodisiac looking alienate man. The extraterrestrial being, surprised at Dick 's sudden movement, winked. The number one thing he noticed was the green man 's pectoral muscle. The alien was ripped, like a living sculpture. Compared to the extraterrestrial, Arnold Schwarzenegger had toothpick blazonry, like a weak little miss. hawkshaw smiled. This was perfect.
'' You can just go ahead and run a little bit to the left field. Yeah, that 's it. Great. ``
The alien man adjusted his attitude. POUND. quid. Ezra Pound. The pounding was certainly otherworldly. Dick frowned and began to grow rummy. As the glowing Phallus pounded away, Dick 's intellect began to fulfill with doubt, much like his anus was slowly filling with ( alien ) semen.

After a short piece, Dick Sudanese pound's thoughts drifted. He thought he'd seen the alien somewhere before. But where ? He racked his head, trying to echo where he could've seen an alien. Ah ! He clicked - he'd seen him at one of the many rap concerts he'd attended. The foreigner looked like notoriously awful rapper Too $ hort.
"Mmmm…yeah…,"pecker Pound mused,"If you could go ahead and tell me who you are, that would be great…"
"YEAH YEAH,"the alien responded in caps,"real PLAYAS UP IN HERE NOW. REPRASENT."
The unknown's reception of some Too $ hort lyrics confirmed Dick Irish pound's suspicions - the noncitizen was Too $ hort, and spoke only in detonating device, much like the lyrics to the song"Yo Neck, Yo Back"must have been written. The mystify stuck in his head - de do de do do de do de do de do de do do de do de. It was a give away beat.
"YOU TALKIN SLL THAT SHIT ABOUT SUCKAZ LICKIN ON YA. ALL down feather YO dorsum UP YO CRACK. YOU TALKIN TO A REAL PLAYA NOW GURL. real. I DON'T GO FIRST."
prick soon realised the noncitizen spoke not only completely in jacket crown, but largely only in Too $ hort lyric. Suddenly it all made sensory faculty - Too $ hort had to be an outlander. Only someone who had observed earth culture from the extraneous, but never lived it, could have composed songs and rhyme so terrible and yet still thought they had any merit whatsoever. The alien was Too $ hort.

He might 've been called Too $ hort, but his peter was jolly long. `` Long as a log, '' thought Dick, as logarithm of shit were removed from his anus during the continued pound. Cypriot pound. Ezra Pound ... And then it was over, seemingly, before it even began. hawkshaw was astonished ! By golly, he was up early the next sunrise fresh as the first steaming shit on a frigidity day. He bounded around the office, spilling coffee from his mug, but not giving one fuck who he spilled it on. One particularly heated present moment he managed to swamp an Irishman with the subject of his mug, and was yelled at to `` screwing OFF. '' fist were raised, but at this precise moment, who would arrive in a goliath phallus shaped UFO but the Too $ hort himself !"YEAH YEAH. SHORT DAWG HAS ENTERED THE BUILDING. '' The outdoor chalk shattered, giving way to the giant glowing slyness, and Too $ hort entered the government agency, pulled down his pants, and sprayed everyone inside instantly with a hot encumbrance of semen ! This was turning into a fine day indeed, thought putz !

Too $ hort bundled tool up in his strong weaponry and took him aboard his tool shaped distance ship. Too $ hort prepared the ship for orbital ( and anal ) insertion. Dick furrowed his supercilium, jacking off all the while. Suddenly they were in space, in earth scope. Too $ hort penetrated Dick 's ass again, and again and again and again. Irish pound. Went Too $ hort 's shaft. POUNDPOUND. 2 British pound in flying succession. POUNDPOUNDPOUNDPOUND. A volley - things were getting under way. POUNDPOUNDPOUNDPOUNDPOUNDPOUND. Was that it ? pound. Came the answer. No. POUND. And silence. Nought but a single, solitary Sudanese pound to land up the job. Shortly thereafter, gumshoe Irish pound defenestrated himself and started falling back to land. You might think Dick would die in the vaccuum of space, but he did n't. cock dog pound did n't take any shit. cock Pound was badass. tool pound sterling 's dick was all-american. Too $ hort 's prick shaped space ship came zooming after him, set up to dawn cock 's ass. But Dick 's semen blasted like a jet, allowing him to steer away from the deadly space cock.

peter began to fly into deep space on the jet of his seminal fluid. Space is numberless, he mused, yet his semen was beginning to replete almost every crack. On the way past Alpha Centauri he happened upon a dark gob, which sucked his big dick for him. `` effective blowjob ever, '' Dick thought. He would recommend it to anyone. As cock passed the Hubble deep field, he wondered how big Hubble 's hammer was when he was live. Dick passed the voyager and knew was out far into space now. As pecker grew athirst and hungrier, he was forced to down his own seminal fluid. He ended up shitting and vomiting his own semen and eating afterwards, an eternal sexy cycle. He soon found this disgusting and died .