Directions

*Pour yourself a glass or four.

*Type ONE ANSWER per comment.

*Write the number, type of word, and your word (i.e. #1 Noun: labia).

*Make it DIRTY.

*Make it CRUDE.

*Make it Twilight-related. (semi-optional)

*Make one of the words “taint." It's a must. The word "taint" is funny ALL THE TIME.

*Oh yeah, I know we'll be a tad bit tipsy, but try to read the other comments,
so we know what number we're on and don't have any repeats.

-Mox

Saturday, November 27, 2010

A Little Consolation For This Week

As many of you were aware of, or became aware of, DML was cancelled for Thanksgiving this week.  Normally, we do a short little sorry-we-won't-be-here post, but this time I thought I'd add in the special bonus of the DML For Real fun that we had in FFFOOORRRKKKSSS!!!  Here are two of the resulting libs from our trip.

Aaaand if anyone who was there cares to argue the validity of some of these, feel free.  I MAY or MAY NOT have had to fill in a few missing words on my own.  We were very distracted and began playing Twilight Scene It on TwilighCupcake's iPad, so I improvised.  It works for our purposes here.  Without further ado, here are two of the Mad Libs we managed to eek out before our ADD-addled brains went on to other things.

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Ode to a Cupcake



O, slimy cupcake, how I love thee!  Let me count the ways.
Your frosting is as sweet as a summer's slipper knuckle
Just the pimptastic thought of you makes my taint water.
Whether you are made of vanilla smegma topped with chocolate butter- titty frosting or made of fuckable cake with inflamed vulva flavored frosting, it does not make a jock strap of difference to me.
I love you no matter how you double-fist.
And, O!  There are so many buttery ways to devour your scrumdiddlyumptious deliciousness.
One may lick all the nipples off the top first - or simply shove you into one's cum dumpster in a single necropheliac.
All a person needs is a corroded glass of cool ass piss, and the cupcake experience is whorishly complete!

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An Adult Western



Tex Lutz, the marshal of Dodge City, rode into town.  He sat longingly in the saddle, ready for trouble.  He knew that his fuckhawt enemy, Edward the Kid, was in town.  The Kid was in love with Tex's horse, Shakira.  Suddenly, the Kid came out of the Foxy Nugget Saloon.  "Draw, Tex!" he yelled smoothly.

Tex reached for his hot beef, but before he could get it out of his knob jockey, the Kid fired twice, hitting Tex in the taint and the vibrator.  As Tex fell, he pulled his own cum bubble and shot the Kid 69 times in the ass muncher.  The Kid dropped in a pool of genetically altered semen

"Fuck me HARD!" Tex said.  "I hated to do it, but he was on the wrong side of the cock."

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And that concludes our little interlude.  Please join me back for LIVE DML, hosted by moi, Friday, Dec. 3rd at 6:30pm PST/8:30pm C/9:30pm EST.

3 comments:

17foreverlisa said...

LMAO!!! Thanks for posting these, Amy. That night in Forks was one of the best.

Mwah!

Lisa

Mrs. P @ TwiBite said...

LMAO! Love it!

Mandy's Mind said...

I am sorry I missed the rest of Forks but that one night just about killed me anyways ha ha 2011 I will do more than one night... ha ha WATCH OUT!