peoplke often ask me “where do you get your ideas?” ok, so no one asks me that, but they should, cuz it would make an interesting article. how much filth doe s aperson have to post before he gets an exclusive interview? anyways, to answer the imaginary question i made up in my head to boost my own ego, it’s booze. it used to be pot, but now it’s booze, and lots of it. also, the dvd of the aristocrats. that has been the biggest catalyst for my imaginary worlds of incest and elderly vaginas. it sparks so many ideas in my head, especially while under the influence of one substance or another. tonight it’s a vodka. yes, kids, i am very drunk right now. this will explain any horrific spelling mistakes i make. here is my latest work, a culmination of vodka, rock star and the aristocrats:
to explain the most amazing night of my life would be like explaining the thought proccess behind mozart’s symphonies or shakespeares plays. it is almost impossible to convey the perversion and delight of that night. it was like eyes wide shut, but enjoyable. i experienced an awakening of spirit and came out on the other side the man you see before you. it was this single experience that shaped me and thereby set me upon this path i walk now.
i had been invited to this private party by a friend of mine. aquanitance would be a better word for it, but after what he had exposed me to, i would say friend falls short of the graduer of my thanks for him. it was at this mansion off in the hills of rancho sante fe. the place was a large modern designed house with a long drive way and a substantial wall of pine trees protecting it from the outside world. as i walked t5hrough the large oak doors, i felt a sense of completion come over me, like i had reached the ultimate point of experience in my life, but did not fully know it yet. it is comparable to how a person must feel not knowing they are dead, but ending up on heaven’s door. it was a spiritual feeling so strong that it shook the foundation of my syncial atheist beliefs. i thought i may even meet god that night.
as i walked into the foyer, i saw two large winding staircases leading up to a hallway and doors on both sides leading to rooms with the sound of partying going on. atop the stair case stood two beautiful women, one blonde dressed as a nurse in all white and one brunette dressed as a catholic schoolgirl. behind them stood two men dressed as circus performers, but with mardi gras masks on. as i stepped into the clearing, the men pushed the women down the stairs. they toppled, head over ass down towards me. the hard thumps of them hitting each stair filled the foyer. both landed almost simultaniously at my feat. they struggled to bring themsleves to their feet, both covered in dark bruises and bloody faces. one of them twitched slightly as they approached me. the blonde stood, looking very strangly at me, then from under her nurses skirt, a dead fetus dropped. she stepped on it as she walked toward me.
gently, they undressed me as another woman came up behind me and put a robe over my naked body. each of the bloodied women pointed to the doorways on each side of the entrance hallway. after short consideration, i head out to the left as my friend headed to the right. i entered the room to find a group of people all facing away from me toward several figures at the far end of the room. there were two men dressed in ku klux klan robes double teaming a black man. one in the mouth and one in the ass. the man seemed very distraught and gagged hard on the front man’s cock. it was in so deep i could not see it. an older woman in the front row pulled up a set of opera glasses to get a better look even though she stood 3 feet from the men.
in an instant, both men pulled away screaming. the man had bitten down, ripping off the front man’s cock, and somehow clenched his ass so tight, it removed the back man’s penis at the same time. they scream in horror as the black man stood up and spit the cock toward the woman with the opera glasses. a midget in the front row dove for it like it was a foul ball. the two kk men pulled off their hoods to reveal who they were. to everyone’s shock, george w bush and dick cheney stood there, screaming in pain and horror. their robes stained glistening red with blood. the man grabbed the midget, now holding the prize cock in his hand, up and beat both politicians to death with him. unfortunately, this killed the midget also.
i felt i had seen enough here and walked past the crowd and into another room at the far end. in this room i saw a familiar face. paris hilton stood at the front of the room, she was berating a group of teenage girls about their weight. she mocked them until they could not take it anymore and shoved their fingers down their throats, vomitting all over eachother. a homeless man slurped up the regurgitated food in desperation as paris continued to mock the young girls. one girl fell unconsious to the ground, twitching and convulsing. onenof the other girls kneeled down by her and started tearing at her abdomin. she cried in horror as she toar into her, pulling her instetines out. using them as a rope, she hung herself while paris continued to laugh. finally, as the last breath escaped her mouth, the third girl went into a rage, beating paris to death. this gave the bum ample opportunity to start raping her as she killed the millionaire bitch. her slammed into her ass hard while singing europes “the final countdown”. as he came, he punched the girl in the back of the head, donkey punch style, and ran off with the remaining instestines. he could be heared yelling “thats some good eatin bitch!” as he ran off.
i felt this was all i had to see in this room and walked on. the next room was even more exciting. there was an orgy going on. men, women and children all fucking and sucking. load of hot cum spilling everywhere, trhe smell of pussy juice and sweat filling the air. as the orgy continued, a gruop of individuals with down syndrome entered the room carrying large buckets. they circled around the orgy and finally spilled the contents onto the crowd. iu was informed that it was a mixture of cow, horse and elephant menstartion. the orgy continue as the retards poured buckets of animal cunt blood and discharge all over them. the sight caused my cock to grow very hard and it popped out of my robe. it poked this old woman in the back of the head. she was slightly balding, but what was left was very grey and matted.
she turned around quickly, looked at me then started sucking my cock. her dry, toothless mouth worked around my tiny cock as i grabbed chunck of her hair and pushed her balls deep on me. on one violent thrust, i pulled a large chunk of her remaining har out. looking at the old, dry grey hair in my hand made me so excited i blew a load into her mouth. it was good for her, cuz she needed some moiture in there. she stood up, my cum dripping out of her mouth, down her wrinkled chin. she stood back, and lifter her skirt. i saw a spider monkey hanging from her thick, brown labia. it swung back and forth grasping her stretched cunt lips with it’s thumbless hands. she let out a slight moan, then unleashed torrent of piss and shit onto the monkey. it ran off screaming, shaking old woman waste all over the crowd.
after a moment, i came back to my senses. the woman smiled at me with her distgusting toothless mouth and i felt myself getting sick. i ran back, through the rooms i had already been in and back into the foyer. i desired nothing more than to find my freind and leave. i didn’t know what had come over me, but i knew this place would only corrupt me more if i stayed. what i experienced next changed my life.
two middle eastern men stood on each side of the room. a man dressed as george w bush stood with one of the men and a man dressed as bill clinton stood with the other. they each had a shirt on with letters and numbers on them. one had UA175 and the other AA11. in the middle of the stage stoode two men with no clothes on, and each tattooed with a world trade center tower on their chest. below one of the men layed a man dressed as a fireman, and below the other laid a man dressed as a nypd officer. after short moment, both of the middle eastern men ran toward the two men in the center and slammed head first into their chests. the two men with wtc towers on their chest let loose a torrent of thick diarrhea onto the men below them. it look like some brownish green cream of wheat spilling from their ass holes. then, the men dressed as bush and clinto shot cap guns at all of them and they fell to the floor, pretending to be dead. the two men then started 69’ing each other while humming the national anthem. just before they came, they covered their faces in masks painted with the american flag and blasted each other in the face. they stood up and took a bow, while shitting on the 6 bodies lying on the ground.
this was about all i could take. i ran for the front door, busted it open and made my way accross the long driveway. i found my car and jumped inside. there was a transvestite dressed as anna nicole in the passenger seat. i looked at him/her in horror as she swallowed a bottle of piulls then fell over. i kicked the dead body out of the car and sped off into the night. i pulled over to the side of the road several miles up and stuck my head out the window to vomit. thick streams of partially digested food and bile flowed out of my mouth and nose. i spit chunks of chewed meat out onto the ground. i waited a minute to make sure i was ok, then finally drove off for home. my throat burned and my eyes teared from the pain of vomitting. all i heard as i drove through that dark night was the annoying beat of late night techno on a local radio station. when i finally reached my house, my mind felt like a bowl of mashed pears. it wasn’t until the next day that i realised the cathardic nature of the night before. i longed to once again experience that horror and excitement.
while sittying in my room the next day, i found myself becoming very arroused. i put on a porno, one that had an old man dressed as a clown ass fucking a girl who looked barely 18. i beat off my miniscule mahood with one hand as my beat myself in the head with a large black rubber dildo with the other. i came onto my bed sheets then fell asleep. when i awoke, i transcribed the event so i would never forget what had happened…my ultimate experience. i don’t know now if it was a dream or reality, but it was truly a glimpse of nirvana.