Post by Bobby Cairo on Dec 27, 2015 10:10:52 GMT -5
"Thickening"
"Sheiky, where the fuck are your pants?!" Cairo exclaimed, his own trousers haphazardly zipped in haste to flee from law enforcement.
"FAWK YEW! I WON'T JEWS WAT U TELL ME!" Sheiky declared while Rage Against the Machine blasted from the BMW's speaker system. Sheik put peddle to metal in an effort to outrun the swarm of police cruisers that trailed behind them. It was a scene directly lifted from the Blues Brothers. The Black Beamer of Death had not been pushed this hard since Odin and Co. sprung O.J. from the slammer back in Twenny-aught-Twelve.
Odin fired round after round from the back seat with his double fisted Deagles, #NoLivesMatter prostestors rooting them on from the confines of the sidewalks on either side of the Roswell city limits.
"Did you kill that bitch, Sheiky? Or just fuck her into a coma?" Cairo mused aloud, as if his question were rhetorical in nature. Everybody knew: Sheiky didn't fuck for romance. He fucked to beast dat poon.
"SHEIKY DON' FAWK FOR NO ROMANCE! SHEIKY FUCK TO BEAST DAT FAWKIN JOBBER POON!"
When Sheiky and the Thickness crew were finally brought in by the Army, Navy, Air Force and Marines, all Cairo could do was flash that smug Jew smile o' his and quip, "Yo #KoastGawd where you at? Skirred and hidin just like ya punk azz #BitchKrew homies?"
Sheiky was less congenial about the matter, as he screamed about that bitch that he had kidnapped for purposes of polishing his codpiece, being dragged away by Roswell's finest whilst wearing nothin but skivvies and a head wrap. When Iranian strongmen fall from grace... they fall HAHD, his children.
"Climax"
As the negro tranny lie spent and wasted, crim-crim oozing from "her" ass-poon in some kind of surreal and perverse breakfast pourridge, Cairo could hear the drumbeats of war. ISIS was making its move outside of the prison.
"ALLY ALLY AHKBAH!!" The ISIS scumbag leader declared, his microscopic penis lie shriveled and dead between his legs. "ASS SLAM AS I LIKE DEM!!"
ISIS was rolling ten thousand strong at the perimeter of Roswell County Correctional in Jew Mexico.
Who else was there though? As ISIS screamed and shouted their slogans of hate, raised their swords and their A-K's to Allah on hygh, there was another force that engulfed the scene in less than the blink of an eye. A new army. A better army. The Thousand Thickness AHH-MEE!!
~UR_WELL_CUM.EXE
Then the sound came. Not the sound of war drums, but of free-dom.
"HELLO. IT'S ME. I WAS WONDERING IF--"
"The Memory (Epilogue)"
"Adele! That was her name! Adele! Not Alexis!" The children circled around Robert Cairo's being and embraced him. Merry Thickmas, his children. Merry Thickmas, indeed.
