I Think I’m a Twink By Jude Lane, edited by Nicole Doorish
Frat boy at a frat party.
Guys! (louder) Guys! (even louder) Guys! I think I’m a twink. I guess I’m in denial. It should have been a hint when the guy's in the locker room beat my ass in for staring at their wieners. Maybe If I came out of the closet sooner people would’ve accepted me. Now it's too late. I'm a bonified pole smoker and I can't even look in the mirror and say it. I'm an ass clown and I can't even tell my parents because my Dad will cut me off. Maybe I can tell my Mom. She's a liberal hippy and I think she might be attracted to women too. I tried to like girls. I would steal hustler magazines from dad and try to rub one out. But nothing. I couldn't even get a bonner. Man. I think im a fucking fudge packer. It's uncomfortable to envision packing some man in the butt that I meet at a queer bar or faggot support group, but ... I can't even control my pecker. When I see a woman, thinking about screwing her is pointless because I do not get horny. When I see or think about an athletic, naked man with a raging hard on, I just want to rub one out imeediatly. Man, I think I'm a turd lancer, a shit poker. I think I'm going to hell. I'm going to burn in a lake of fire. I'll be surrounded by a billion plus homosexuals. Our wieners will be wrapped in acid coated barbed wire. Humpping will be the last thing on our minds. God please fix me. I wish that I was straight. This couldn't have been all me. You made me God. You're partially responsible. I never had a chance. I was a flake the moment the doctor spanked my ass. I think it gave me an instant erection. Maybe I wanted him to do it again. And again. And again. Damn it. There is absolutely no way I can hide this. Maybe there is a gay heaven for me. I'm a queer. Man. I'm a ball licker. Man I’m gay. Gay as sin. But what is worse is that I think I'm super gay. Yes people. I'm gay. Gay to the bone. Promise.
I will post a video of the entire show when I get it.
This floats my fucking boat. I've waited five years for news of this.
A trademark application for "Hitman: Absolution," submitted by Square Enix, is under review by OHIM, the European Union's trademark and designs registry. The filing has been classified under "video game software," indicating that it could be the title of the next Hitman game.
Following years of shaky updates on the status of IO Interactive's fifth Hitman installment, a recent ARG pointed to an unveiling at E3 this June. If "Absolution" is indeed the name of the game, then expect to see Agent 47 finally wash all that blood off his hands. http://www.joystiq.com/2011/04/22/hitman-absolution-trademark-filed-by-square-enix/
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By Jude Lane, edited by Nicole Doorish
Frat boy at a frat party.
Guys!
(louder) Guys!
(even louder) Guys!
I think I’m a twink.
I guess I’m in denial.
It should have been a hint when the guy's in the locker room beat my ass in for staring at their wieners.
Maybe If I came out of the closet sooner people would’ve accepted me.
Now it's too late.
I'm a bonified pole smoker and I can't even look in the mirror and say it.
I'm an ass clown and I can't even tell my parents because my Dad will cut me off.
Maybe I can tell my Mom.
She's a liberal hippy and I think she might be attracted to women too.
I tried to like girls.
I would steal hustler magazines from dad and try to rub one out.
But nothing.
I couldn't even get a bonner.
Man.
I think im a fucking fudge packer.
It's uncomfortable to envision packing some man in the butt that I meet at a queer bar or faggot support group, but ...
I can't even control my pecker.
When I see a woman, thinking about screwing her is pointless because I do not get horny.
When I see or think about an athletic, naked man with a raging hard on, I just want to rub one out imeediatly.
Man, I think I'm a turd lancer, a shit poker.
I think I'm going to hell.
I'm going to burn in a lake of fire.
I'll be surrounded by a billion plus homosexuals. Our wieners will be wrapped in acid coated barbed wire.
Humpping will be the last thing on our minds.
God please fix me.
I wish that I was straight.
This couldn't have been all me.
You made me God.
You're partially responsible.
I never had a chance.
I was a flake the moment the doctor spanked my ass.
I think it gave me an instant erection.
Maybe I wanted him to do it again.
And again.
And again.
Damn it.
There is absolutely no way I can hide this.
Maybe there is a gay heaven for me.
I'm a queer.
Man.
I'm a ball licker.
Man I’m gay.
Gay as sin.
But what is worse is that I think I'm super gay.
Yes people.
I'm gay.
Gay to the bone.
Promise.
I will post a video of the entire show when I get it.
A trademark application for "Hitman: Absolution," submitted by Square Enix, is under review by OHIM, the European Union's trademark and designs registry. The filing has been classified under "video game software," indicating that it could be the title of the next Hitman game.
Following years of shaky updates on the status of IO Interactive's fifth Hitman installment, a recent ARG pointed to an unveiling at E3 this June. If "Absolution" is indeed the name of the game, then expect to see Agent 47 finally wash all that blood off his hands.
http://www.joystiq.com/2011/04/22/hitman-absolution-trademark-filed-by-square-enix/
Only faggots disagree.
Tyler's new song. @-) Blew my fucking mind. Can't fucking wait for GOBLIN anymore! He lyrically kills it so many times.
RAPE A PREGNANT BITCH AND TELL MY FRIENDS I HAD A THREESOME.
Go to 3:40, the way he finished his verse and dropped the beat like that literally gave me fucking chills.
ODD FUTURE WOLF GANG GOLF WANG KILL THEM ALL DON'T GIVE A FUCK.
Even Jeremy McKinnon from ADTR loves Tyler. SWAG.
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Jesus Christ @fucktyler 's new track is hard.
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