Another sleepness night. Nothing to rant about really today, since nothing happened today.
So, instead I'm going to list out the top ten things I want to happen to me in a normal day, this should be fun.
1. I go out for coffee in some mamak and stumble upon some thugs killing someone, so I started running and somehow arrives at the backlane of some chinese restaurant, slipped and fell into the drain. The chemical blinds me, but gave me super sensitive powers on other parts of my body. It didn't make me any better looking like Affleck, but I decided to fight crimes too. 3 days into it I discover my first weakness, my dick was so sensitive that I cum with a few rubs to it. I decided not to humiliate myself and sleep in a casket filled with water, milky ones so no one will suspect a thing and I won't have stains on my bed. With that problem solved, I was voted "Best Superhero", beating Pak Din in a fiercely battled contest. That was when the problems starts to acclerate as a copy of "50 dalil kenapa Fuzzy tak boleh jadi Hero" was found circulating on the cabinet. Someone decided to pirate it and there was an uproar over copyrights and it was banned pending futher invesitigation into the charges. Two months later Pak Din decided to strip me of my title as "Best Superhero" with the alleged consent of the king (I think he was drunk at that time) and I removed myself sadly from the world of superhero's as police starts to look for me and I lived of from the commisions and payments I received for endorsments, advertisments, sponsorships (My clothes was from Nike, the best shirt maker, personally handsewn by a 3 year old indian in South Bangalore) and the profit I made from the books I sell, notably "50 reasons why Fuzzy can't be a Hero", direct translation, mind you. I still cum with few strokes though, sad :(
2. I'm playing ICQ and IRC when a strange message appeared on my phone "Sila Jelaskan Bil, bla bla bla".. I SWEAR i paid my phone bill..errr, I swear.. then someone contacted me on irc, "Are you fuzzy ?", which I answered yes. So after a brief introduction of ourselves, I discovered she was an agent working for someone named Morphine. I think it's a girls name. But she said she knew alot about me and wants to show me something out of this world. I was in disbelieve but after a few more facts about myself, I couldn't do anything but believe. So we met in room 304 at a local motel, which was not given a name because it was not important to the story itself. Anyway, she was stunning, beautiful, tall and sexy. She was dressed in a tight dress that seemed to have come out of some local TV drama. We got to talking as I have no clue who she is and still is wondering why does she knew so much about me. Midway, she told me I was The One, and she has been looking for a long time now. She goes on the explain a bit about the situation we're living in, that this was all a lie, merely an image created to blind us from the truth, blind me from the truth that there is something else going around. She said she'll introduce me to Morphine if I think I was ready for the truth, or else walk away. I sat there staring at her huge eerrr... sat there with my mind going blank of the informations she just told me and didn't know what to do next. She showed me 2 pills, 1 red, 1 blue. "If you want to know the truth, take the blue pill, but be prepared, it might not suit you at all, but if you chose to walk away, take the red pill and you'll forget everything in the morning" ...Without much hesistation I took the blue pill. It was nothing at first, but a overwhelming sense of heat overtook my body as I felt dizzy with my head spinning, I took off my clothes and can only lie helplessly on the bed when she told me that the truth will be revealed soon and ask me to relax, which was impossible with the heat my body is feeling. It seemed like a dream when she crawl up next to me and said "Here's Morphine", my friend jumped out of the closet and began to laugh and take pictures of me, naked with a hard on, suffering like a 300-pound man's ass. The feeling of betrayal, confusion, hot, dizzyness and shocked seemed to dissapear as she wispered to my ear, "I told you the truth wasn't going to be beautiful" and left the room.
3.
yawness took over me for now, I'd update it tomorrow :) .. cheers.
So, instead I'm going to list out the top ten things I want to happen to me in a normal day, this should be fun.
1. I go out for coffee in some mamak and stumble upon some thugs killing someone, so I started running and somehow arrives at the backlane of some chinese restaurant, slipped and fell into the drain. The chemical blinds me, but gave me super sensitive powers on other parts of my body. It didn't make me any better looking like Affleck, but I decided to fight crimes too. 3 days into it I discover my first weakness, my dick was so sensitive that I cum with a few rubs to it. I decided not to humiliate myself and sleep in a casket filled with water, milky ones so no one will suspect a thing and I won't have stains on my bed. With that problem solved, I was voted "Best Superhero", beating Pak Din in a fiercely battled contest. That was when the problems starts to acclerate as a copy of "50 dalil kenapa Fuzzy tak boleh jadi Hero" was found circulating on the cabinet. Someone decided to pirate it and there was an uproar over copyrights and it was banned pending futher invesitigation into the charges. Two months later Pak Din decided to strip me of my title as "Best Superhero" with the alleged consent of the king (I think he was drunk at that time) and I removed myself sadly from the world of superhero's as police starts to look for me and I lived of from the commisions and payments I received for endorsments, advertisments, sponsorships (My clothes was from Nike, the best shirt maker, personally handsewn by a 3 year old indian in South Bangalore) and the profit I made from the books I sell, notably "50 reasons why Fuzzy can't be a Hero", direct translation, mind you. I still cum with few strokes though, sad :(
2. I'm playing ICQ and IRC when a strange message appeared on my phone "Sila Jelaskan Bil, bla bla bla".. I SWEAR i paid my phone bill..errr, I swear.. then someone contacted me on irc, "Are you fuzzy ?", which I answered yes. So after a brief introduction of ourselves, I discovered she was an agent working for someone named Morphine. I think it's a girls name. But she said she knew alot about me and wants to show me something out of this world. I was in disbelieve but after a few more facts about myself, I couldn't do anything but believe. So we met in room 304 at a local motel, which was not given a name because it was not important to the story itself. Anyway, she was stunning, beautiful, tall and sexy. She was dressed in a tight dress that seemed to have come out of some local TV drama. We got to talking as I have no clue who she is and still is wondering why does she knew so much about me. Midway, she told me I was The One, and she has been looking for a long time now. She goes on the explain a bit about the situation we're living in, that this was all a lie, merely an image created to blind us from the truth, blind me from the truth that there is something else going around. She said she'll introduce me to Morphine if I think I was ready for the truth, or else walk away. I sat there staring at her huge eerrr... sat there with my mind going blank of the informations she just told me and didn't know what to do next. She showed me 2 pills, 1 red, 1 blue. "If you want to know the truth, take the blue pill, but be prepared, it might not suit you at all, but if you chose to walk away, take the red pill and you'll forget everything in the morning" ...Without much hesistation I took the blue pill. It was nothing at first, but a overwhelming sense of heat overtook my body as I felt dizzy with my head spinning, I took off my clothes and can only lie helplessly on the bed when she told me that the truth will be revealed soon and ask me to relax, which was impossible with the heat my body is feeling. It seemed like a dream when she crawl up next to me and said "Here's Morphine", my friend jumped out of the closet and began to laugh and take pictures of me, naked with a hard on, suffering like a 300-pound man's ass. The feeling of betrayal, confusion, hot, dizzyness and shocked seemed to dissapear as she wispered to my ear, "I told you the truth wasn't going to be beautiful" and left the room.
3.
yawness took over me for now, I'd update it tomorrow :) .. cheers.
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3/18/2004 07:13:00 AM
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