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    1. 30 Sep: Giant penises and mission in Africa

      by , 10-02-2011 at 10:04 AM (Lucid-schizo-dreamer)
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      Penises independence day
      Two guys in a bathroom start comparing their penises sizes: "Mine is bigger than yours!", "No, it's not, mine is bigger!"
      As they keep going, their penises start to grow and to swell and they are still not happy that the other insists that he is bigger. So they continue "You see, mine is definitely bigger!", "No f*cking way! Mine is bigger an inch!". And their penises become grossly gigantic and greenish and deformed. As their penises grow, the men seem to shrink the same amount and at a certain point, they are just a tiny appendix at the end of the massive penises. Tired of being the playthings of these men, the penises become alive and decide to cut the men off of them! Bleeding and shrieking, the men are then thrown down the toilet by the penises and flushed away.
      It's bloody and gore. The monster penises celebrate their freedom.
      [Freud would go bananas with this one I was quite upset all day with men's ego and overall male's attitudes, so that's where this came from.]

      Mission in Africa
      I'm working in an African country for a company exploiting some natural resource. They have an operational base with houses for the workers and a fence around to protect from the wild animals. But once in a while, teams are sent out to the middle of the savanna to work and there have been incidents with missing people and lost material. Apparently some bandits have been kidnapping the white workers to enslave them and robbing the machinery to sell it.
      I offer to be in a team who's going to try to solve the mistery. Zilla is also there. One day our camp is attacked and we are kidnapped and taken to the bad guys' camp. That was part of the plan. When we're alone we make plans for uprising. Somehow we retrieve our weapons and we fight back. There are shots and machete blows, people bleeding on the floor, arms and legs being cut. I go rescue the previously enslaved men, women and even children. Someone screams that the blood has attracted all the lions and hienas that were nearby and that we should run and save ourselves. We have no chance to help the wounded and we watch from the distance as they are eaten by the lions. I feel disgusted, but at least we saved about 20 persons. With no chance to go back for water and food, we just start crossing the savanna on foot towards our company's base.
      Starving and thirsty, we arrive there and they are throwing a party! Nobody pays attention to us and they even try to take us away not to disturb the party. I feel really upset, but it is my friend Zilla who has the guts to run for the stage, where the guys in suit are making speeches and takes the microphone away from them to scream in their faces how disgustingly cold and heartless they are.
      I smile. Then I accept being taken to the canteen by some colleagues who offer us water and the leftovers from the lunch. I had rice with cabbage, mushrooms and bamboo shoots and a soup.


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      Updated 10-02-2011 at 10:07 AM by 34880

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