Sex: 6-Word Story

and here comes another great beauty!

she sold sex on the seashore

peter piper pricked his pickled prick

Sex as a weapon she used

mona lisa want to kiss her?

Indeed no doubt what a spout!

threw him in by his little chin?

You can lead a horse to water but a pencil must be lead…...

oh yes she used and floosed!!!!

no lead no head no bed

Devastating rejection,
Stubborn pride,
Crying sleep….

what crying sleep you little sheep? !

then they asked little bo peep

Mary had a little lamb,
She also had a rabbit,
And everywhere that Mary went,
She had a ready supply of batteries…...

perhaps a weapon of massive seduction?

an animal after my heart indeed!!!

go fuck the easter bunny what?

He used sex
To live life

she knew she had to have it!

bang bang!

her buzzing little peter rabbit gadget

bang bang you say? why hey?

I’m not a pheasant plucker,
I’m a Pheasant pluckers son,
I pluck pheasants….............

LOL Flower….now you’ve got me thinking of a song…from Natural born killers…..awwwww what is it?

are you also a pleasant fucker?

Her chosen weapon served her well

Choose life…........

I would have to say rubbish

...........surely no woman would stoop SO low!!!

I’m a peasant fucker

he used sex she used hex

tex mex sex hex flex hecks!

glad to hear it matty boy!

Get your pleasant fucking to a room…

What a great night after all!

Stooping low helps

melissa the vowel brought her trowel!

to dig up some dirty deeds!

Very short story, that tells a lot.

It’s friday and a little base…..........

but when she got there the

cupboard was bare and she ended

up with beads meads and seeds

He used Pride
As his Tool

matt are you a pleasant pheasant?

Peas pudding hot,
peas pudding cold
peas pudding in the pot 9 months old

are you all galloping mad tonight?

do i detect wholesome moralistic judgement?

oh yes let us indulge judgementalism!

I am partial to field sports

oh yay and narry yea holies!

what sport exactly do you entertain?

the pot rot i like not

he or she who casts the first stone…
Glass houses and all things smashing…........

elisab stay and ponder and gallop

little jack horny sat in his corney….

what a jolly smacking brilliant idea!

and what was he eating matt?

flower 68 flowers at the gate!

The cat sat on the mat
the mat got damp

what was jack horny corny eating?

the cat was smiling very much

vegan didn’t eat dairy product.
Fertiliser laid barrin on the land

shanghaiwui don’t get blue pardon you

Matt my boy how is your hand?

That should have been barron, but the finger missed the ‘O’ button

no,the cat SHAT on the mat.didn’t u read my journal.:)

bit of banter bit of canter

Do you get the feeling that art no longer reigns honourably

over 21 all grown up people!

The cat laid back on the mat,
comforted by his own paws,
the cat got carried away,
and cursed the day God gave him claws.

flower68 you musn’t spoil the foyle

fertiliser laid barron on the land?

nice one matt continue this chat

the pussy on the other hand…

joined the barron on the land!

these claws are flaws for paws

because…..

every good pussy cat likes that

where have all the bubblers gone?

pussy cat pussy cat where have you been?

what the hell is pease pudding?

it is ‘pease’ not peas please

what’s new pussycat meaow you cow

the french call orgasm ‘little death’

a ‘petit mort’ want some more?

honour and sex? do not vex!

roses are reddish violets are bluish

if it wasn’t for jesus the world would be jewish!

not sure why i wrote that

Someone get Suzanne a tranqualiser…

hold her down Mark readies needle

whoa…Suzanne is on a roll!

What’s the difference between light and hard…..............

You can go to sleep with the light on!!!

Dont we all?

“it bit her in the ass”

giggles madly

I need to go get sleep

tranquilise indeed I wouldn’t have it!

Melissa Vowell – watch my bowel please!

Watch that needle mark the lark!

only had one drink of wine

and now I’m a raving serpentine!

melissa are you a good kissa?

Bowel, trowel, simon cowell, the judgement is nigh….......

Suzanne – go to sleep…..
:)

Miss kristy bit who in the ass?

mark you shark bark bark bark!!!

simon cowell met a trowel fair

am i doing something bad here?

The land of nod is almost upon the ones in the Northern Hemisphere…...

dear oh dear oh dear oh

B-I N G-O B-I-N-G-O B-I-N-G-O Bingo’s his name-o!

..............dear…..........

stone cold sober and all alone!

from this nest she MUST be flown!

You guys gotta
get a room

I gotta room, vroom, vrooom, vrooooooom.
Now thats construcive writing.

she pulls in her teeth – horns and all – curls up into a little call – sighs a long crazy snarl – then she tips righ tover the edge – falls over onto her toes – gets up and does a wild dance – a kind of hippy-loving-flower-power dance – decised she’s completely barking mad – loves it – is thrilled by this notion – minus the potion – collects her broom – cackles at the moon – takes off into the night – whispers to the moon and finds its shadow in a puddle beside her bed!

oh was that her head?

Good Night friends Aussies Brits Americans Canadians French Maltese Italian Red Bubblers
good bye adieu to ye and ye an ye (oh my god she has stooped to the levels of the fucking sound of music) – enough already away with this wanton witch!!!!

adios amigos!!!!

bonjour, as one would say in Denmark.

bon nuit matty he he he

and now….brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. drum roll please…......brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr….

She is off – and leaving too!

realllllllllllllllllllly!!!!!!!

melissa are you a good kissa?

just for the record, yes :) lol

cool.

sex sells,
dont you forget that

How many times I’ve been hit

mickmack…..you don’t say…?!

melissa the kissa! nice ring to it!

chris – you completely side-stepped all the banter!
just get a new gun and shoot right this time (metaphorically speaking!) oh and use pretned bullets please!

A weapon is something to be used in war…Sex as a weapon only means battle

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Love is strategy…..love is all but a war..wars have endings. real love should be for always.

Those words are very powerful…it struck a nerve for me because i know that it is a truth and I think thats what bothers me…those words should not be so heavy…they should float away fron the truth!! Such great artistic ability comes from the rare or in this case the painfully common.