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When Eliza discovered that Alfred was inviting that hussy, Frances, to the banquet, she knew that the event would end in disaster.

"Take a chill pill, baby," laughed Alfred as he tossed the cookie salad. "Frances knows how to have a good time. What's wrong with that?"

Eliza reached into her asshole and fetched the dagger she had secreted there. She pressed the business end, poopy as it was, up to Alfred's nose.

"Call her and tell her the banquet's canceled," Eliza demanded.

The doorbell rang.

"That's her," said Alfred with a chuckle. "Now put that dagger back in your ass and play nice."

Date Written: April 24, 2002
Author: Ewan Snow
Average Vote: 4.5

04/24/2002 anonymous (5):
04/24/2002 anonymous (5):
01/21/2004 scoop (5): wow. a real gem.
05/6/2004 Phony Millions (5): Snow's vicious weirdness.
08/5/2004 qualcomm (3): i'm perplexed by this one's high ratings.
02/1/2005 scoop: Eliza: Why do you dislike Frances so much?
02/1/2005 Eliza (): What else comes to mind when you ask that?
02/1/2005 scoop: Eliza: How do you make so much room in your you-know-what hole?
02/1/2005 Eliza (): Have you asked anyone else?
02/1/2005 scoop: Eliza: No.
02/1/2005 Eliza (): Perhaps we should study this matter more fully.
02/1/2005 scoop: Eliza: You want me to examine your ass hole?
02/1/2005 Eliza (): I'm not sure I understand you fully.
02/1/2005 scoop: Eliza: Same here.
02/1/2005 Eliza (): Do you feel intense psychological stress right now?
02/1/2005 scoop: Eliza: Yeah, in my ass hole.
02/1/2005 Eliza (): Would you like to expand on that idea?
02/1/2005 scoop: Eliza: By "idea" do you mean my ass hole?
02/1/2005 Eliza (): I'm not sure I understand you fully.
02/2/2005 Jawbreaker (4): cool, dude
05/9/2012 Master Bates (5): dagger time!