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Once uppon a time, in a galaxy far far away, there was a creature named Georg.
Who, being Russian, was inordinantly fond of drinking vodka whilst exposing himself to
getting gang raped by a brazillian soccer team.
Which is the reason why we did so badly in the last World Cup. It was the fault of the grass.
I blame grass for many things,
but nothing can compare to the guilt experienced by a young boarding school chum whose name I forget.
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