If Only It Were True
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Why must the Monkey subject poor Timmy to the horrors of his variegated fluids? The gods themselves, they do not know.
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Hey Hey this comic is pretty good! And that ape is wearing a hat!
"Form of; a tiny unmbrella!"
"Shape of; a miniature golf club!"
"Oh, shit! She has a sparkler. Run!!"
shall be annoyingly in-jokey and go for:
"The twincestuous gals legged it as the cross-dressing Isaac continued his electric pontificating from the doorway. He'd cleanse them of their sinful ways yet..."
Corporal punishment at St Winifreds was getting wierder, but, now the girls had discovered how to jam the newly installed Mistressbots, the gym-shoe would be on the other foot from now.
Time to hide the whacking implements.
Ann and Celia suspected that Miss Googleheimer was not entirely motivated by their welfare, and were also quite sure that her offer to demonstrate the new battery-operated tampon applicator was not totally guileless.
"Shit! Ms. Witherington has already found the stick!"
The girls rushed back to their web cam to finish their youtube series 'things we put up our asses in prep school'
Thje girls were keen to try low tech methods of mutual satisfaction, golf clubs, and umbrellas were one thing, but naturally they feared Miss Beamishe's battery-operated 'wand of delight".
At first.....
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