From a Bloomington Bathhouse on the Hill
cac the poastette
Buck "The Club" Paulette
A Charlie Brown Christmas
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Date: December 31st, 2014 9:00 PM
Author: Sotomayor McCheese
In a dark suburb basement
Stale grease in my hair
Warm smell of dried semen
Wafting up through the air
Up ahead through the snack foods
I saw a shimmering light
The laptop flickered and the monitor shone
I sat to poast for the night
There she stood by the backslash
I heard a faint creepy "heh"
I was thinking to myself
This could be bros helping bros or just gay
Then she called out "180"
And engaged expert mode
There were poasts up and down the wall
Like in a filthy commode
"Welcome to the XOtel California"
Such a lonely place
Such a lonely face
Poasting it up at the XOtel California
Any time of year
You can find them here...
Her mind was force-stimmed by Twist pics
How prole is a Benz?
She got a lot of faceless Jews
She summons as FRIENDS
On the white page with blue links
The poasts build and dump
Some poasts are 120ed
Some poasts are blank bumped
So I called up Rachmiel
"Please don't contact my dad."
He said, "We haven't had that trouble here
Since Sashwat went bad."
And still those clothmos are calling from far away
Interrupt you in the middle of a stim
Just to hear you say...
Date: January 2nd, 2016 2:45 PM