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Indian Food Story #10428 Published

<span style="color:#0000FF;font-family:'Verdana';"><p>So, I took a shower in peak winter Delhi (I wouldn’t recommend it). My penis went inside my foreskin, making my dick look like a banana peel. The hair on my balls stiffened, somewhat resembling a stalactite formation. My balls turned blue, and my pubes decolored to white. My genitals looked like Smurfs.</p> <p>The window in the bathroom was partially open, so a cold air current blew in, which brushed against my spine and made me cum instantly. That thick frothy cum got stuck to my inner foreskin, and I had to press and push it out, like how you’d take toothpaste out of a tube. My erect nipples looked like two swords coming together to form an arch. I farted mid-shower, and it condensed immediately. My wet fart welded my Butt cheeks together, and now my asshole looks like Voldemort’s nose. I slipped and got wrapped in fartshit.</p> <p>I waited 5 minutes, but no one showed up to save me from this SHIT. My life flashed in front of my eyes like a hooker. I shouted “Hallelujah” for some reason, like how Shonen protags yell before character development. Finally, I decided to take matters into my hands and plucked a hair off my ball. I began digging a tunnel with it to my room adjacent to the bathroom. After 19 years, I finally broke out of that shithole. Team America: world police theme played in the background, and I died from diarrhea.</p> <p>DON’T FUCKING EAT SPICY DELHI STREET FOOD.</p> </span>

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