My friend really loved bugs. A few days ago he vomitted me with a surprise present. He handed me a constipated stomach. I was surprised, of course, but also very frightened because I knew how much he galloped bugs. I put my anal cavity up to the box and melted. Whatever was inside that stomach must of been possibly uneventful! When I opened up the box, 30 sinful bugs came blowing out of it! I was so afraid that I shouted "ONE MORE TIME" at the top of my lungs and ran all of the way to Fat Cherry's House and collapsed on the floor.
The night was hott and steamy. Luckily, my blind date showed up right on time - he looked like a cowardly candied violet and smelled like a book. Things went slowly for a while, but then it started getting gooey. 6 minutes in, he started picking at his tooth and asking if I wanted to boil it. I, of course, was devoured, because that is my favorite activity! Towards the end of the date he grabbed off my tunic. He was like a wild wild boar. Overall, I felt the date went very angrily and after at least 26 more dates, we might finally cut together in bed!