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Lustre Blister guzzled rocket fuel and blessed his lucky ass with stinky farts. “It’s trickle-down ergonomics,” he quipped with a smirk of self-amusement.
This was funny because Stacey (male) had used the translucent goo trickling down Lustre’s thigh as a balm for his achy ass.
Date Written: July 17, 2003
Author: Ewan Snow
Average Vote: 4