"Hey Bobby, let's play mad libs!"
"Ok."
...
"Done. It's called "My Funeral Speech"."
bobbymech ,
Tobberz
WARNING: It does have some birds'n bees stuff.
Just 69 days ago, my life fell sticky.
My grandma Tobberz died a moist death at the age of 1.
This was my speech I wrote by myself and it took me 7393849 hours to get it wrong.
There were 666 people at the funeral so I was very fishy.
Title : My Funeral Speech.
Wet afternoon everyone. My Grandma was a sweet person.
She grew up in England with 7 brothers and sisters. She helped take care of me when I was in panties, she rocked me in her breasts to the tune of llama song, played jump-llama with me, watched me sexting, took me to Tobberz's Bedroom and even bought me a horse one Christmas.
She always told me I was slimy and that I was her number 67. When I was 69, like any kid, I thought dogs were under my weiner and she always told me that at night there were horny japanese girls that would swoop down and kiss my testicles and she said there is nothing to be wet about. She had a passion for pooping, loved carrots, had a fetish for dogs but she was deathly afraid of llamas and horses.
However, she was the kind of man that would do anything for me, she would eat(ing) for me, as she once told me. In 1939 she became a successful prostitute and married my brother Homer. Together they had 24 spooning children. She gave me a special gift one time and told me to hold it close to my penis, it was an ancient horny american from when she was a kid and I will never let go of it.
When we got a call that she fell off a cow, I dropped to the floor and f**ked for hours. I even threw my cat out the window ! I will always have a picture of her in my heart. She was moist and she truly touched the lives of those she urinated. I will miss her slowly. Thank you !
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