And while I’m talking about dicks up the butt, let’s quickly go over smoking.
If you smoke cigarettes, you are the bitch of a bunch of fat, disgusting old white guys. Seriously. Your butt is full of their shriveled little dicks. They’re so old and repulsive that they probably can’t even get hard anymore, but that’s OK because you never stop sucking. That’s the beauty of it. Every time you place that long, white cylinder to your lips and draw the silky white contents deep into your body, some pasty old man wearing a thousand dollar watch has himself a little orgasm. Probably shits himself at the same time but that’s OK, too, because he can afford a full butt-wiping nursing staff on the profits he and old men like him have been making off their bitches (that’s you) for years. Every time you cough, they come. Every time you hack up tar they get a chubby. Every time you develop lung cancer, they pop a load.
Suck, suck, suck, several times a day, every day, for ever and ever. It’s like a non-stop come shot all over your face, and hair, and clothes, your car, your home. It’s like you’re the little whore in the middle of a tobacco executive gang-bang, getting used and abused without regard. And normal people can smell that shit on you from a good ways off. With just one whiff, everyone knows that you are the tobacco companies’ bitch and that you like it, love sucking that shit and getting it all over you. You can’t stop. You gotta’ have more, more of that hot white tobacco jism.
At least, until you get the balls to quit.
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- May 8, 2006 / 12:32 am