Dec. 17th, 2009

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Another day of fucking losers who don't know know how to keep their damn arms and shitting legs inside the goddamn ride.

What the hell, O'Brien? You got fucking nothing better to do than stick your dick places it ain't intended to go? Even Scotty has more sense than to try to fuck the conduits. Idiot. Word I hear from the nurses, he didn't know how to use that shitting cock anyway.

Ancient Earth history, they used to make castrati. Made them sing real pretty. But they were also useful in fucking harems when you couldn't trust just any motherfucker around your womenfolk - and, hell, it's no shame that those womenfolk got bored sometimes and went looking for a little action of their goddamn own.

Anyway, they used to make fucking eunuchs in a couple of goddamn interesting ways but right now I'm most interested in this goddamn method called dragging. Basically, you take a fucking sharpened edge of a shell and drag it over the scrotum - scraps the balls right out of their sack.

Pop. Right out of their wrapping.

Don't know why that's so goddamn funny but it is.

Any rate. Took myself a little fucking time down in the fucking kitchen - made me a cake. Can't drink all the goddamn time, after fucking all.

Rum cake sure as fuck is delicious. I don't use nuts though.

Not sure how that turned into eunuch-making in my head because I sat the shit down to write about fucking cake.

Not fucking cake with fucking as the verb. That wouldn't be as fucked up as fucking puppies but still. Waste of goddamn cake.

Maybe it was the lack of fucking nuts? Don't know what the hell goes on in my shitting mind sometimes, I tell you goddamn what.

Mmmmm, cake.

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