| My interview with ellen macaurthur |
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| Me: ellen. the moaning bitch. ellen: thats me Me: shut up. ellen: ok Me: so. my first question. why do you moan so much? ellen: because I hate the world and want to punnish you all. Me: hah ok. why do you hate the world? ellen: because no one takes my boating seriously. Me: fuck you. ellen: your a nice man Me: get bent. my next question. did you ever piss yourself off on that boat? ellen: oh yeah. I got so fucked off with myself, I tried to slit my own throat. but I didnt have any razors, so I used my own skin. I had to rip one of my fingers off. but I surrivived. Me: damn. ellen: yeah it was hard work on that boat... Me: piss off. ellen: oh. by the way orion, your very very sexy. please may I suck your cock? Me: whoa! get away from me! I dont want your whining mouth anywhere near my manhood! ellen: please? just a quick blowie? I have never had a boy friend before, because I just moan. Me: I am not letting you suck me. just piss off, you stupid hag ellen: I like cats. Me: jesus. right. annother question: do you think you deserve your damehood? ellen: of course I dont. I am a moaning lesbian, and I only got my damehood because I slept with the queen. Me: right ok. thanks ellen, you have been a shite guest. ellen: just a quick blowie? Me: RIGHT THATS IT! (gunshots, followed by dry clicking) ellen: !!!! Me: ellen, thank you. |
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