this is cirno

... staring at my peepee.

good post

yep, that's cirno

Wow

Normies can't understand the thrill of pinning the Weasel. Night spent chasing an over amphetamined Caroline around the bean bag forts. Her squealing and gibbering, pouring sweat and on the verge of seizing. Your friends build up an intoxicating, delirious state with Talmudic chanting from the sidelines, hitting the Caroline-toy with brooms if she tries to escape. Sam would be giggling and laughing as the waves of methamphetamine pleasure seems to harmonize with the droning hebrew verses. He runs through the bean bag maze fat and portly, with his viagra powered peepee a divining rod for the Weasel. Sweat gushing down his face around his unfocused eyes he laughs and chortles until he gasps "Found you!" The Mathsweasel screeches defensively but Wankman Bankman is upon her in seconds. His peepee thrusting blindly into her flank, leg, stomach and ribs, unconcerned about anything but the motion. Eventually serendipity finds her mouth and the Cocktube Rodent is placated, suckling contently on Bankman's dehydrated peepee.