Fucking A Unicorn- The Video
A loophole to get at a horse’s cornhole
I’m directly taking issue with the twisted Miss Tease and her last blog post. Clearly there is some freakish manimal lust she barely contains inside those cantaloupe melon butt cheeks of hers. Swellco & Swellco has very strict rules against bestiality. She should know this. we were forced to spent 12 hours freezing our ass off, handing out “Bestiality is not a Victimless Crime” pamphlets on the streets of Mapleshade New Jersey last March. I think the “NO FUCKING ANIMALS” sign outside the employee restroom is pretty clear. But this new furry craze that these kids are all into today is really just a thinly veiled, covert bestiality. A loophole to get at a horse’s cornhole.
Miss Tease is playing with fire. We all know too painfully well what happens when you start dressing up like a donkey for bus stop glory hole bukkake. Pooky, King of the Evil Mind Monkeys will swoop down with his rabid festering Mind Monkey Minions and begin spitting crazy juice all over your brain meat. Miss Tease’s brain meat is all too bruised as it is.
There is an answer to Miss Tease’s sick, sick perversion, and as the advice columnist of this site, I feel it’s my duty to save her job, and her sanity before it’s too late.
Unicorns. They aren’t real, and if it’s not real, Mr. Black can’t write out a disciplinary action for humpin’ one. I think Miss Tease needs a magical horse wand up her pooper to cure what ails her. (And then share the tape at the next staff potluck.) It’s not a crime in watching two white mythical stallion’s banging hooves in a turnpike Motel 6. Or for that matter, in watching a cyclops jerk his meat at the YMCA shower after paying him $10 in quarters. Or in letting a troll pee on your chest because she’s drunk and thinks it’s funny…
shhhh. The party is at the Khyber Pass Pub, 56 S. 2nd street
Tags: bestiality, Furry Fandom, louise Latease, manimal, uncle wheat toast, unicorn boy
