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Nothing but a jock strap (from another Persona)  

starloverdude 62M
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3/22/2009 1:35 pm

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6/29/2010 8:19 pm
Nothing but a jock strap (from another Persona)

and a light coat of oil. That's all I was wearing while running through the woods that night, stopping to try to<b> fuck </font></b>the occasional pine tree, pausing now and again to scream at the moon, taking time to roll around in pine needles and mud and mushrooms while sniffing (smelling) the slimy trails of giant snails.

It was the clown juice, it was always the clown juice. I knew I shouldn't use the clown juice, but it is so much fun squeezing a clown of its juice that I had to use the stuff, otherwise, what a waste of a clown. But, the clown(s ) get their revenge, but not in the end, cause I never got that stuff anywhere near my end, afraid that it would cause untold physical deformities or spontaneously combust, relieve me of my short hairs which are a pain to regrow.

Anyway, the pine trees always recover, some even thrive from the occasional fucking, plus it hones my cock, makes it sharper, makes it stronger, makes it a true pecker wood. Why let the beavers have all the fun with pine trees, what with their gnawing and gnashing and eating and chewing? Why can't I get in on the pine tree thing, have my fun? And I do.

The next morning, the next mornings, always brought challenges: how to get the snail slime out of my nose; how to scrap the mushroom from between my toes; how to get the splinters out of my cock; how to warm my blue balls within my jock.

Challenges met, I returned home, drew a bath, soaked for 17.43 days. Or was it minutes? I can't remember.

Damned clown juice.
you put the left foot in, you take the left foot out...

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