For those under 16 a schlong is a car, ok?

[Dem]

Once upon a time, in the land of Mir, a man had a 6� schlong. Now, if truth be told, the man was happy with his 6� schlong. Sure, there were bigger schlongs around, but a smaller schlong will sometimes fit where larger schlongs have been known to struggle. Besides, it was what he was born with, what he became used to and so he was content.

Then one day he saw a man walking around with the biggest schlong he had ever seen. “My, gasped the man, where did you get that from?� But the man just smiled a knowing smile and walked on his way. So the man dug around and in time the truth was out.

It seemed that a schlong of such dazzling proportions could be bought. It was not cheap. It would take time and effort to save the gold to purchase such a schlong. But the man knew, he had to have that schlong!

So the man worked. And he saved. And he coveted. And then, one glorious day, the man had saved sufficient funds that he could buy himself a 12� schlong. As the man handed over his hard earned gold his hands trembled, for he had heard tales of faulty schlong transactions, but all was well. The man went from 6� to 12� in one, pain free, glorious moment.

Now, the schlong was good. So good, in fact, that it flashed its awesome potential. And, oh the potential! For this schlong had a hidden surprise. Every 10th birthday the schlong changed and became bigger and better and harder.

Euphoria is a difficult state to establish without recourse to illicit drugs, but euphoria closely describes the mans state of mind on his 70th birthday (for people live to ripe old ages in the land of Mir). The promised change to the schlong went ahead and the male knew that this schlong had, indeed, been a wise investment.

And so the man hunted. And he traded. And he was happy.

And then, one terrible, terrible morning, news reached the man from shores afar. There were those who had derided the schlong. “It is a crime against nature� they cried, and so the great maker made the unkindest cut of all.

With fearful eyes the male regarded his schlong. What had been a peacock amongst birds was now a starling. Worst still, the schlong had lost half its power, force and hardness.

Truly the male felt sorrow and anger for the schlong he had barely time to appreciate and he shed hot and bitter tears.

Dem.

[Bell]

rigggghhhhtttt

[Play0rSnip3r]

wtf is this ?