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| Warning: Members of the public should be warned that those who are pregnant, have a history of back problems/heart disorders and/or are of a nervous disposition are recommended to exit this site now. The management accept no responsability for deaths or other life affecting conditions brought about as a consequence of this page. Finally, babies that become physically or mentally deformed as a direct result of the following content WILL BE laughed at and possibly sexually molested. Swell-hello. My name is Papa Nus Nus and whether you have arrived at my site by accident or on purpose, let me extend to you my sincerest welcome. As this is my first ever web page I am mainly going to go on to describe myself and my life etc.. Therefore sit back, relax and if you really must, put your hands down your pants and fondle your private parts. Of course, if due to some some freak of nature or industrial accident you dont have any genitalia then please feel free to use my grandma who happens to be a Vietnamese she-man (thats a chick with a dick). Shes so horny, for ten dower she love you long time. - ME: I suppose you could say that I have always been slightly warped. In fact, warped is just one of the words the headmaster used when I was expelled from school at the age of nine. It was the result of various factors, coming to a head the day I was caught: a) trying to insert the labratory rats up my anus (to this day no one knows about the six I managed to get up before I was sprung). b) attempting to prick holes in the colostony bag of a disabled girl from the special needs group. c) sneaking into the kindergarten class and tempting the children into the store cupboard with promises of chocolate buns and fizzy pop. Then asking them to get into boy-girl pairs and forcing them to have unprotected sex with one another (hoping that at least one had AID's). d) pooing in my best friends sand shoe. At the age of 21, with no prospects, I attempted to take my own life by inserting my mothers dining room chair up my bottom. Once one leg was up my brother happened to walk in the room and, thinking I was rehearsing for the Village Hall Talent Show, helped the second leg up with the aid of some Vasaline. It was at this point that the wood splintered (to my delight) but my brother felt the need to rush me to Casualty where various male and female doctors had to examine and prod my rectum. Strangely, this caused me great excitement and so since then I have returned to Casualty a number of times with such objects as a wheelbarrow and a four wheel drive Land Rover placed securely up my back passage. I have gained further meriment from this saga as, each time I visit my mothers for dinner, I can but laugh at the suspicious brown stain on the chair upholstry. Thats all for now but if you have enjoyed my page, please e-mail me and I will be sure to let you know when to come back for the next installment of my life story. Now I bid you farewll as I go off to catagorise and analyse the pools of urine on the carpet of the old folks home. |
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| I would just like to say that Metallica made me the person I am today... But thats irrelevent for now....Please feel free to touch yourself with the pages below.... Photo Page Adoption Page Advice Page Part 2 of the story Part 3 of the sickness Part 4 of the strange Moustashio King Why the North is miles Better |
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