Stijve jodokus tijdens boodschappen

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Op dinsdag 28 oktober 2014 13:11 schreef Lothiriel het volgende:
Kortsluiting daar in je bovenkamer

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Op dinsdag 28 oktober 2014 11:12 schreef PriesterB het volgende:
TS is een kaolo boeler.

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Op dinsdag 28 oktober 2014 15:44 schreef MAHL het volgende:
Wow, dit... Wow... Ik dacht eerst dat dit verzonnen moest zijn maar blijkbaar heeft TS een hele reeks van dit soort topics, ook in R&P en SEX

Je bent flink geschift knul

Maar geeft niet, dat zijn wij allemaal hier op Fok.

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Op dinsdag 28 oktober 2014 15:53 schreef MAHL het volgende:

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Nouja sommige mensen die zijn niet helemaal helder in hul bol, en als dit toch niet echt is moet ik hem wel complimenteren voor zijn prachtige epistels:

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Op dinsdag 28 oktober 2014 15:03 schreef Pharkus het volgende:
Mensen die doen alsof het niet normaal is om je zusjes slipjes te dragen

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Op dinsdag 28 oktober 2014 16:10 schreef adnapekkid het volgende:
Djakkaa altijd pareltjes

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Op dinsdag 28 oktober 2014 17:01 schreef Kluiskraker.woensel het volgende:
Djakaaaaa ik woon ook in Rotterdam wanneer is een x meet?

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Op dinsdag 28 oktober 2014 15:44 schreef MAHL het volgende:
Wow, dit... Wow... Ik dacht eerst dat dit verzonnen moest zijn maar blijkbaar heeft TS een hele reeks van dit soort topics, ook in R&P en SEX

Je bent flink geschift knul

Maar geeft niet, dat zijn wij allemaal hier op Fok.

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Op dinsdag 28 oktober 2014 11:16 schreef Slaap_Zak het volgende:
Godver

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Op donderdag 27 november 2014 12:03 schreef Slaap_Zak het volgende:
Quote melding krijgen van oude topics... nooit leuk

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Op donderdag 27 november 2014 12:56 schreef Guus_Geluk7 het volgende:
Vermaackelyck topique weer.

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Op donderdag 27 november 2014 16:34 schreef greyfacenospace het volgende:
Deze user

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Op dinsdag 28 oktober 2014 11:09 schreef IkStampOpTacos het volgende:
Wut??

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Op dinsdag 28 oktober 2014 11:10 schreef puddingman het volgende:
Ehm...

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Op dinsdag 28 oktober 2014 11:13 schreef Leonos het volgende:

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Op dinsdag 28 oktober 2014 11:14 schreef HPLC het volgende:

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al die van jou erbij

[quote] Op dinsdag 28 oktober 2014 11:17 schreef Prospos het volgende:
Allochtonen

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Op dinsdag 28 oktober 2014 11:30 schreef voederbietel het volgende:
Al die slapjes die dit niet leuk vinden .

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Op dinsdag 28 oktober 2014 11:31 schreef Kapitein_Scheurbuik het volgende:
Pics van je zusje

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ALL IN THE FAMILY
by
BRIAN WARNER
He hoped the tape recorder would still work. it wasone of thoses small portable ones often used inschools or libraries. Teddy didn't even realise theirony of his action-Angie was in fact the one who hadbought it for him. He wiped the hair and blood offthe crner and released a sigh of frustration. "Motherwill probally ground me from watching thetelevision," he cnsidered, looking to the mess he hadmade.Damn her. Damn them all. Why did she have tohurt Peg? Why?" Balefully, he kicked the corpsebeside him. Her glazed eyes stared back at him withempty fascination. "You bitch. You killed Peg."His sister's dead look gave no response. (Hewondered why.) Her face loked so shadowed. He liftedher head up by her clotted hair and saw that it wasdried blood on her cheek that created the mockshadow. He saw, too, that the dent in her skull hadstopped gushing; the congulated blood had formed agelatinous plug.Mother would be home soon. He would have to diga grave.Teddy got up and walked to his bedroom wherepeg's plastic body lay deflated. atop her bloodlesschest was a kitchen knife and she stared at theceiling with her permanent expression-mouth in theshape of an O. She looked as if she would scream.He picked up the Doll's head and lookedtearfully at the flat terrain of her airless, life-sized figure. cradling her head, he began to cry eachtear held a thousand wishes to bring her back. He wasglad Angie was dead-she had deserved every last blow.As Teddy stroked her artifical hair he noticed thestench coming from his sister who lay several feetaway. He knew it was urine-he had heard her bladderrelease when he had struck the final deadly blow. Hehad hit her once more for good measure-she had killedPeg. He had every right.Carefully, he let Peg's head rest on the carpet.Bending down, he kissed her cheek and whiped ssomestick stuff from her rubber lip. Mom had told himbefore not to to touch Peg or to make the nasty inher mouth, but he coudn't help it. He loved her tomuch just to leave her be. If Mom found out he wasdoing the nasty then she would take Peg away, likebefore-he would have to find her too.As Teddy went back to Angie's body he stoppedfor a moment to marvel at her nudity. He had alwayswatched her dress from the closet, but he had neverseen her thing up close. He was fascinated by thedark tuft of hair between her legs-Peg didn't havethat. Cautiously he touched her touched her thigh,and jerked away as if her flesh were red hot. Itwasn't, though. In fact, she was starting to get cold. It had been four hours"I hate you," he informed her cadaver eyes.Again he touuched her thigh, but this time hedidn't pull away. Gently, he ran his fingertips upher hip and towards her crotch. With the other hand,he pulled her muscled legs apart. Between them was apuddle if urine the size of a pancake. He gave hergenitals a curious poke. She was much softer thanPeg, and warm-although her body was cold and pallid,she was warm inside. He was getting excited by hermacabre sexual divintity.He had to stop-Mother would be upset if he wasdoing the nasty; Dad had found that out the hard way.All she like was sewing and watching
Family feud.
Sheloved that Richard Dawson guy.But she was so yielding, so doughy. Peg's skinwas hard and waxy inside-he'd had her for ten years(when he was eighteen he ordered her from a dirtymagazine). Angie was only fve then, and now she hadmatured into a beautiful young woman. He reallydidn't hate ter that much but she shouldn't havekilled Peg. He was nly watching her shower. It wasnothing new. But she would have told Mother, Mothercouldn't stand for that kind of filth in her house.Thats why he had to hide Peg in the first place.Mother was so old-fashioned; he had to hide alot frommother.Going to the garage, he fetched a spade andbegan digging in the garden. He had to finish beforeshe got home.The soil was tender, and it tooke but half anhour to make the grave.Time was precious so he went in and cleaned up.He grabbed a towel and went to angie's room. Grabbingboth her arms, he pulled back a few feet-the puddlehad soaked into the carpet leaving a dark stain. Heconsidered an idea. It was the best idea he had everhad. If Mother had liked the nasty she would havebeen proud of his idea.He dropped Angie's arms and went back to hisroom. It pained him to look at peg's wasted body; thegash in her chest seemed bigger and painful. But shewas old, he thought. Maybe it was best that she haddied.Teddy tossed the knife and carried the rubberdoll's limp torso through the kitchen into the backyard. "I'm sorry Peg," he told her painted face. Hewouldn't bury her just yet-first he wanted to try outhis idea. if it worked he would cover her up. It wasalmost time, he would have to hurry. Back in Hissister's room, he took off his jeans and knelt besidethe corpse. The smell of death was pungent andsickening, but life was too frightening for him tohandle. He was more like a watcher. But it was toolate for watching and she would be perfect. He couldhide her. Just like Peg.As Teddy mounted his sister in a fumbling,

incestous act of necrophilia, Mother's car pulledinto the cracked driveway. She saw through the grimywindshield the rotting bags of trash piled among theweeds near the porch. That damnable Teddy. Just likehis farther.Merely four strokes within her. Teddy finishedshamefully; he stayed inside for a few moments-heliked the slimy grip on his flesh. He was embarrased,but he liked the nasty stuff so much. Why couldn'tMother uderstand his needs?"Teddy, didn't I tell you to take out thetrash?" she hollered as the front opened, slamminginto the fall. she grimaced as a rat scuttled frmsomewhere. A catalog of punishments befuddled hermind as she crossed the living room.Teddy froze. How could he explain this toMother? He would have to hide Angie; if Mother sawwhat-"Teddy."As Mother hobbled into the hall, he looked up fromhis disgraceful postion.She stood above him, ancient and leviathan fromhis angle. Her cane loomed over him like a treetrunk.Teddys frozen panic melted and he leapt up andhurriedly cupped his naughty parts, hiding them fromMother."Teddy, why didn't you take out the garbage?""Huh?" He was confused by her displacedquestion, her banal motherliness."Oh, never mind." Sho poked her cane at Angiewith simple curiosity. "put on your drawers.""Mother it wasn't my fault, she killed-" Hequickly shut his mouth-Mother couldn't know aboutPeg.She hated Peg."She's dead, huh?""Mother I didn't mean to kill her." That was a lie."you were watching her again," Mother beamed"No Mother." That bitch, she had told. He wished hecould kill her again; she suffered to little."I told you not to do the nasty. And now i catchyou doin' it on your sister. What can i do with sucha disrespectful boy?"Her rhetoric frightened him. What if she tookaway the television? What if she made him take thosepills again-what had she called them? Saltpeter? Hecould fix that though. He was good at hiding themunder his tongueand then throwing them out hiswindow.Although Teddy was taller than Mother, she over-whelmed him with her presence. She stepped over Angieand raised the cane to his head; she was varicose inher elegance."Bad boys have to be punished. that's how wekeep a family together."Sharply, and with suprising force, shebludgeoned his head repeatedly until he collapsed,

limp and degenerated on the carpet.When Teddy woke he winced at the tugging pain athis eyelids-they wouldn't open no matter how hard hestrained. Atop his naked groin he felt the coldsecurity of Peg, and beneath him the gritty soil.DAmn Mother and her sewing. He touched his eyelidsand knew he would find tiny knotted stitches bindinghis vision."Teddy," she called from above. "you've been abad boy. You won't be be looking at Angie anymorethough, iv seen to that. Just like your farther youareI had to teach him a lesson too."He heard an earthly scrape above and pleaded forforgivness. "Mother please I didn't mean to look. I'msorry. Please, Mother-"A scoop of dirt landed on his face, covering hisnose and mouth; his arms were squeezed too tightlyinto the grave to protest."Got to keep the family together."Mother continued to fill in the grave as Teddystruggled to free himslef; he wanted to spit but hismouthful of dirt prohibited any such action. Above,Mother babbled abouth discipline and TeddysPunishment led to suffocation as his eyes seepedtears of blood.

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Op vrijdag 28 november 2014 20:01 schreef .sfinx het volgende:
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