HOW IT BEGAN??
Once upon a time, there were two beautiful young lads. Their names were Shining Down and Touch the Sky. Whenever they would skip into town, with their knee highs and
clogs, all of the townspeople would smile. “Oh, such beauty!” they men would cry. “Oh, such dozzle!” the progressives would cry. The whole town was full of envy and rage,
but they knew that such beauty was out of their league. There was no point to being jealous of such exquisite boogie. Rather, they had learned to accept it, and let the
young lads beautify the town.
Then, one day, out of nowhere, like a spooky ghost from heaven, the two young lads began to fight over which one the townfolk were talking about. “Surely I am the beautiful
one!” cried Shining Down. “No doubt I am the dozzling one!” bellowed Touch the Sky. They ZOOOOOOOMED at each other intently, the friction of their
tension sparks began to bring about ominous storms to the once peaceful town. DODODODODODDODODODODODODODODODODODO
Their fury unlocked something deep within Shining Down’s Antarctic soul. A beautiful, though not as beautiful as they, little person appeared before Shining Down and
Touch the Sky. It stole Touch the Sky’s penis, for it knew that it was Touch the Sky’s most prideful posession.
“My penis!” shrieked Touch the Sky. “His penis!” harped Shining Down. Shining Down put on Touch the Sky’s penis next to his own. Together, the two penises were very
beautiful and dozzling. The men and progressives of the town were so happy that they all ejaculated in awe.
This made Touch the Sky very sad. None of the men and progressives paid attention to Touch the Sky anymore. Touch the Sky was surrounded only by saddness and dykes until a
wandering eskimo approached him. “I can help you go to heaven!” said the eskimo. The eskimo bit Touch the Sky’s neck, but blood did not flow from it. Touch the Sky’s
hair grew and grew and grew. Hair grew from his head. Hair grew from his armpits. His hairy palms grew even more hairy. Even his new vagina grew hair. Hair grew and
grew and grew.
Touch the Sky used his new hair to take back his penis. Touch the Sky also took Shining Down’s penis. “My penises!” screeched Shining Down. “My penisessssssssssss!” wailed
Touch the Sky. Shining Down used its power to make Shining Down’s hand become a dildo to replace his lost penises.
However, Touch the Sky was not able to use the two penises. Touch the Sky’s cunthair was in the way. Hrrrrnnnng the penises would not go on. Shining Down also tried to
put them back on, but he could not with his new dildo hand.
No longer beautiful and dozzling, the mayor of the town sent Shining Down and Touch the Sky into exile, never to be seen again. The penises were entombed in a shrine where
the beauty and dozzle could provided the town good fortune for 1000 years.
But then some faggot priest came along and, with the love for his dead vampire boyfriend, rewrote the universe so this never happened.
clogs, all of the townspeople would smile. “Oh, such beauty!” they men would cry. “Oh, such dozzle!” the progressives would cry. The whole town was full of envy and rage,
but they knew that such beauty was out of their league. There was no point to being jealous of such exquisite boogie. Rather, they had learned to accept it, and let the
young lads beautify the town.
Then, one day, out of nowhere, like a spooky ghost from heaven, the two young lads began to fight over which one the townfolk were talking about. “Surely I am the beautiful
one!” cried Shining Down. “No doubt I am the dozzling one!” bellowed Touch the Sky. They ZOOOOOOOMED at each other intently, the friction of their
tension sparks began to bring about ominous storms to the once peaceful town. DODODODODODDODODODODODODODODODODODO
Their fury unlocked something deep within Shining Down’s Antarctic soul. A beautiful, though not as beautiful as they, little person appeared before Shining Down and
Touch the Sky. It stole Touch the Sky’s penis, for it knew that it was Touch the Sky’s most prideful posession.
“My penis!” shrieked Touch the Sky. “His penis!” harped Shining Down. Shining Down put on Touch the Sky’s penis next to his own. Together, the two penises were very
beautiful and dozzling. The men and progressives of the town were so happy that they all ejaculated in awe.
This made Touch the Sky very sad. None of the men and progressives paid attention to Touch the Sky anymore. Touch the Sky was surrounded only by saddness and dykes until a
wandering eskimo approached him. “I can help you go to heaven!” said the eskimo. The eskimo bit Touch the Sky’s neck, but blood did not flow from it. Touch the Sky’s
hair grew and grew and grew. Hair grew from his head. Hair grew from his armpits. His hairy palms grew even more hairy. Even his new vagina grew hair. Hair grew and
grew and grew.
Touch the Sky used his new hair to take back his penis. Touch the Sky also took Shining Down’s penis. “My penises!” screeched Shining Down. “My penisessssssssssss!” wailed
Touch the Sky. Shining Down used its power to make Shining Down’s hand become a dildo to replace his lost penises.
However, Touch the Sky was not able to use the two penises. Touch the Sky’s cunthair was in the way. Hrrrrnnnng the penises would not go on. Shining Down also tried to
put them back on, but he could not with his new dildo hand.
No longer beautiful and dozzling, the mayor of the town sent Shining Down and Touch the Sky into exile, never to be seen again. The penises were entombed in a shrine where
the beauty and dozzle could provided the town good fortune for 1000 years.
But then some faggot priest came along and, with the love for his dead vampire boyfriend, rewrote the universe so this never happened.