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You tell me. You're the omniscient one.
God "If you do what is right, will you not be accepted?"
Hym "No. I won't. Because 'what is right' is being arbitrated by people who adhere to my ethic more closely than their own. You know what I think? I don't think Abel's offering was better at all. I think the sin you were talking about when you said 'But if you do not do what is right, sin is crouching at your door; it desires to have you, but you must rule over it.' was the temptation to kill Abel. It was test. You and I both know that farming is more difficult than sitting on your ass while your sheep fuck each other. And maybe this guy is Cain. I write a Hypertext that is instantiated into multiple cultured (immediately) without even trying. Suddenly, I'm all of these different characters. Songs are written. How would he take his revenge? Imitate God? Place the mark of Cain on my forehead that when I toil nothing will grow? 'DiD yOu EvEn TrY?' I didn't have to. I just sat and watch my sheep fuck."
When a mans gut gets so big it sticks out further than his dick.
"my gut sticks out more than my dick do"
That dude is so fat he has a dick do.
The act, first demonstrated by colonists arriving in 1620 to the New England region, involved the stuffing of the pulp and seeds, found in pumpkins, into both the vaginal canal and rectum of women to block evil spirits thought to attack a woman's womb, beginning on the night of October 28th.
After a fortnight, children were assigned to a woman of the village and would slowly begin to remove bits of the pulp and seeds, little by little, from both her rectum and vaginal canal. Upon the child removing all of the pumpkin pulp from both cavities, which was a rather tedious, but, overall, engaging event for the whole onlooking village, they'd yell out the emphatic line in their triumph.
'Thou holes may be foul and rich in ferment, but no evil spirit shall have my newly claimed festive bit of nourishment! Whether sweet or sour, if it takes me more than an hour, no seeds there shall be, as you can now see, two gaping holes abound, we can now share in glee, feast we will on the plunder, evil spirits have met their thunder.'
So, 'doing the pumpkins' referred to a lovely gathering and seasonal time of fellowship, the first known reference of a DP, a rather ironic deviance from traditional Puritan values of chastity, loyalty, and resisting temptations of the flesh, as well as the embracing of food fetishes and butt play.
In one month's time, we will be once again 'doing the pumpkins' and having such a joyous time together as we ban the evil spirits with each little pulp string and seed we find, no matter how deep or rank. Autumn is here!
When I'm doing my pumpkins, I wonder if it's the lady Catherine Hawthorne that I'll get to double stuff. She won the Scarlet Number pageant this year. I heard that her parts will make a pumpkin meal especially putrid and easy to remove. What is gone in longer searching, becomes a rich, liquid gold, with the aroma of stale muskox urine.
getting a big cok and all the bitches
julien could not doing a teo thorpe
When you mention something and don't elaborate.
"I did something REALLY fun last weekend"
"What did you do?"
"I'm not going to tell you"
"Stop doing a Levon, Levon"
mother fucker or fuck your mom
yo mum got a big ass, I fuck yo mum last night and it felt WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO Do ma my
dats wat my nonexistent girlfriend says 2 me