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When the hotel Vladdyphonia closed, we were thrown out in to the wilderness; we roamed the streets, some sleeping in the open and a few found a room in the card-board-box others were washed up on foreign shores. Here is a story of one such unfortunate poor bastard. When he was washed up the beach the only person there was a Monk who had Slant Eyes. The two of them started talking over old times, and with tales of PlymouthFurbby, Vladd, BB, LadyCelticWarrier, Zip, Mermaid and all the fucktards that visited the old Vladd44 room. These tales went on late into the night, tales of waking up in "Gay Japan" visiting Vladd & Ply in the "Tree House" and the dreaded "Pet Sex" the room Claire got her pony. talk went on to Vladds Flock of sheep and when asked is there any on the island Thad said no but there was a kind of long haired cow called "Kay" who was obliging, (with visions of tubgirl) he had no wishing to visit her, so he declined the offer. This lasted a few weeks finely he visits Kay! Thad seeing the smile on the old roomies face says “I seen you visited Kay then" after a moment Thad asked "did you comb her hair and tidy her up?" "NO" replied the old roomies. With that Thad looses it and screams you’re like all the other fucktards "Fuck you Kay I’m alright " and then the spelling' Nazi Hitcher pops up and adds "You dyslexic fucktart art it’s.. "Fuck you YAK I’m alright"

lol Art, get some help...........seriously. get help

gimme some chocolate and i will help you art