MY SICK STORY ''WHOLE STORY''

In a different thread forum members created a story.

This is the whole story. I will create a new story aswell after as it seems to have gone well with you sick fuckers



I was sat infront of the TV last night watching banzai, having a few beers and a kebab when i noticed a small gap in the curtains. I was shocked to see that baz was stood outside holding his 12inch penis, he turned around and saw Peter ridsdale with a big gaping whole in his wallet. He reached inside and gave baz £50 to pay Jezz for hardcore sex, they lasted 2 minutes untill all of a sudden In walked a 6ft 3 and 300lb man called Dusty Bin. He was made of plastic and he was very angry and shaking his fists as he had just heard that there was a gay rights movement demo being organised on St Mary Street and he hadn't been invited. So he grabbed Jezz and Baz withone hand, and lifted them aloft and shouted where the fucks chuwbaker and grab hold of my extended light saber and said its a lot thicker than pompey's wage bill whcih is tiny compared to Peter Ridsdales fishtank, which is full of fannyjuice from smashing a pasty the size of a incredibly large Russel Brand lookalike whos hair was made from columbian cocaine. His hair then got cut off by Amy Winehouse who shat in his mouth as a way of payment. Brand proceded to eat the shit then Mrs Ramsgate decided to join in the fun with a small orange thong which just covered her full english breakfast which consisted of fried Bazjuice and fresh dog droppings in the shape of Peter Ridsdales nose, talking of which he got punched by a transvestite that Ronaldo got pregnant while pulling his goofy sex jib and fingering his minnature donkey who is likes to abuse on Saturdays after the match whether it is either spanking him or cracking one of over a photo of Drogba. Then he likes to monkeyface his grandma who is a white hoare in Texas. She can regualry be seen riding a big black 10 inch cock with clitoral attachment the size of a sprout and the colour of Josephs technicolour dreamcoat while simultaneously chewing on a piece of bullshit spouted by Peter Ridsdale who was wearing the same as he has put into CCFC - absolutely nothing at all, whilst waiting for a bus back to yorkshire with the change from the golden ticket money and he bought a new merc for himself, in which he will no doubt be making new secret compartments ready to fill with heroin for his new business venture which will be selling golden brown tickets to a stranglers concert in porth park Which will take place on the same day as the playoff 2nd leg at home to Leicester - Ridsdale will be leaving the club on a nuns clitoris covered in custard which he sucked off with a straw and being wanked with a knuckle duster - his trousers round his ankles revealing a tattoo of Baz monkeyfacing claire.


THE END



You lot come up with some weird story

I will start another thread and see what story we come up with this time

ha ha that is utter genius

chippy when are you seeing your psychiatrist again

chippy when are you seeing your psychiatrist again

I had hardly any input to that story only the 1st line

It is you dirty sick fucker who come up with thet story

Baz do u want another story?

YES YES lets get another one going

mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm dunno thinking about it

Haha classic - Happy to help with the story again