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Rammstein - Stripped Psilion |
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is thirsty a fucking mood?
johnny went fucking crazy. that in turn made me go fucking crazy. i went hunting for jimmy, so i could beat the shit out of him, and i figured, logically, that he would be in his room.
his door was locked. this was alarming, because he's usually to fucking retarded to lock his door. but, alas, it was one of those cheap-shit hook and loop thing locks. it was also very badly installed, as i think he did it himself, considering mum and daddy wouldn't let him get a lock for it before. anyway, the lock was cheap shit and i broke it. tore the fucking thing right out of the wood.
when i opened the door, i was horror-struck. jimmy sat, with his back to the door, on his bed, with no clothing on. as if this was not bad enough, he did not react quickly enough to the big sister barging in, and i made terrified note of the fact that he was jerking off.
i turned around, disgusted with the fact that this larvae was doing anything even vaguely sexual. i almost left, but thought better of it. "put some fucking shorts on, you bloody fool," i said.
when he had done this, i went over there and gave him a good, hard kick in the groin. i would have left it at that had i not seen what lay open on his bed.
a fucking queer porn mag. i was even more horrified, and proceeded to deliver a good ass-kicking to my little homo brother. little fucking shit.
anyway, johnny and i are going to smoke now.
just thought i'd let the world know that my little brother is a closet queer.
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bitchy
gloomy
horny
tired