Four-Word-Story

[leckert]

blueness, and weren't chubby

 

[Ronny]

he must settle for

(oops...we posted the same thing)

 

[jenn]

(ooh great minds)

the scrawny turquoise hefers.

(i'm leaving this as it is too funny that leckert ronny and i are mentally connected)

 

[leckert]

so he dropped trowel,

(I must be spiraling downward towards Jenn-ism!)

 

[jenn]

(k bit scary that)

 

[Ronny]

(see I knew I shouldn't take the tinfoil helmet off, already having my brain plundered and it was a good one )

and got down to

 

[jenn]

business: the dirty business

(see i have my tinfoil helmet on now)

 

[leckert]

of cow f***ing. Someone


(I just looked around, ronny. I tried not to disturb much, but most of it looked disturbed already!)

 

[Ronny]

crept up from behind

(are you sure you didn't touch anything? it feels a bit bruised today)

 

[leckert]

and goosed him mid-stroke

(I might have bumped into an old trunk or something, but, really, there was plenty of room to move around! )

 

[Ronny]

he lost his groove

(not the hope chest, I kept my best stuff in there, glad to be so accommodating )

 

[leckert]

and his turgidity. He

(hope chest. that sounds like a secret code for a padded bra!)

 

[Ronny]

turned flaccidly to the

(hey, where else have you been feeling around?)

 

[leckert]

bull who was watching


(oh, you should definitely sleep with your helmet on! )

 

[Ronny]

and becoming quite arroused

(helmet, hell I may need a whole tinfoil suit now )

 

[leckert]

the bull snorted and


(you might want to think about double-layers!)

 

[Ronny]

offered a lurid smile

 

[leckert]

and mounted zombie bunny

 

[Kenny Shovel]

who pushed back enthusiastically

(turn my back for ten minutes and the thread goes all John Waters)

 

[jenn]

but still grimaced at


(i cannot even stop laughing)