He then grabbed Awson so that he could prove to him why he was the best person in the world, and do him in the butt with his diamond encrusted, whacky inflatable wang.
He then grabbed Awson again so that he could prove to him why he was the best person in the world, and do him in the butt with his diamond encrusted, whacky inflatable wang once more.
During the renewed act of coitus, Awson started to fantasize about the heat death of the universe, but he felt nothing would end the heat of the friction occurring in his devastated orifice.
Awson's dinger turned into a duck that looked like a shiny pink cactus as it quacked through the darkness wrapped into a steamy pressence of neverending love.
(I hope that was horrible enough for this thread)