The Adventures Of Buck Cocky : Episode One : He Shot It Up My Nasal Cavity

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The Adventures Of Buck Cocky : Episode One : Misogyny Like Space Has No Boundaries

The Adventures Of Buck Cocky : Episode One : Misogyny Like Space Has No Boundaries


The deep space freighter Uranus Probe D landed
In the cracked sphincter of your moon crater
Piloted singlehandedly
By yours truly,
Captain Buck Cocky

As I descended the landing platform
You all greeted me
Not really with open arms
Because you had really tiny arms
And really tiny legs
And really tiny bodies
Barely withstanding normal sized alien heads

It was like being approached by a mob of bobble headed fetuses
All clamoring for my attention

Femaliens to be precise

Not a single tiny penis amongst the mobble

Each of them telepathically communicating to me
Their communal desire to satisfy
My every pure male fantasy

I picked up the Queen of the Bobble Headed Fetuses
And began to throat fuck her

It was satisfying
Much like banging a watermelon
Or a Gungunnite

Upon having discharged my payload
Into her tiny esophagus
I punted the Queen like a football

Not having taken gravity into consideration
She spiraled upward

Upward

Upward

Until she was very distant in the star speckled atmosphere
Far away like my recollections of the Human Race
I left behind so long ago
On my quest for out of this world Strange
To mingle with minge outside my species

It did not matter
There were plenty more of these Bobble Headed Fetuses
To satisfy my fantastic pure male urges

They were all pretty much the same

I throat fucked a few more of my newfound nob gobbling bobblers
And tossed them aside
Before retiring to my captain's quarters
Settling comfortably into my hibernation pod
And dreaming of what it would be like to have intercourse
With a real female human for the very first time in my life
Since my banishment from Earth
For being a major douchebag
 
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How old are these bobble headed fetuses? Do they have a drivers license as ID?
Just checkin, 'cause ya know...
 
Lemme tell ya, it's a real chore having to choke back the laughter everytime I read this so no one in my household will ever know I wrote it.
 
Absolute genius. We should make a thread and fill it with bobble head alien chicks and mantis sex.
 
You're an inspired poet, Mag, don't consummate yourself with femaliens, Women need you!
:D
 
Isn't it obvious?

For being a douchebag.
thought I'd share, one Dbag to another

Texas and the big beater

I have a chevy on cinderblocks
sometimes I set off a bug bomb
to drive the scorpions out
I sit and breath the fumes
and God comes down to talk to me

I wish we wouldn't make me wear a sheet
and call me casper
doesn't he know who I am
but sometimes he brings women along
and the chevy falls off of the blocks

and sometimes the aliens stop by
take me up
and fix my teeth

- ParrotDee i.e. me and my brother, but this one looks more me.
 
Is your middle name 'Paranoid'? There is a world outside Lit you know? and it's full of Douche bags, actually the place I found the douche baggiest was Twitter ......... I left.

U know , Annie , there was a world famous & succesful CEO most probably of Intel ( he was of Cech Origin , i do believe ) who said " Only the Paranoid survive " ! ( he meant in the cut throat world of Software , IT , Computers )
12-oh-1 has assimilated & internalized this Mantra into his very molecules , his being , his soul !!
This is just a Comment , old Timer , no Offence intended .
 
Is your middle name 'Paranoid'? There is a world outside Lit you know? and it's full of Douche bags, actually the place I found the douche baggiest was Twitter ......... I left.
post it on twitter, and tie a string around your finger, next time Koba posts anything bring you spankie smilies, he needs them, he loves them. While you're at it give Ash a whack.
 
It's you that needs working on, relax I know what I'm doing you'll thank me for this later ............. maybe :D
 
I edited the ending the give the reader the appropriate closure necessary and to serve as further justification for having written this craptacular nonsense.
 
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