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Anonymous A started this discussion 14 years ago#22,394
"I'm Dreaming Of A Homosexual Christmas"
It was Christmas Eve. Falco sat niggerly like a faggot, sipping shriveled eggnog.
He looked at the cock-loving nigger hanging on the Christmas Tree and sighed. Last year, Squeegee had hung it there, just before they looked at each other retardedly and then fell into each other's arms and fucked each other's ass.
If only I hadn't been so faggoty, Falco thought, pouring a horny amount of rum into his eggnog. Then Squeegee might not have got so limp and left me all alone at Christmas time. He wiped away a nigger tear and held his cock in his hand.
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door and then a gay voice lifted homosexually up in song.
I'm dreaming of a homosexual Christmas
Just like a really fucking gay man.
Falco ran to the door. It was Squeegee, looking phallic all over with snow.
"I missed you hornily," Squeegee said. "And I wanted to fuck your ass again."
Falco hugged Squeegee and started to sob.
"I think you're drunk," Squeegee said.
"I think so too," Falco said and they fucked each other's ass until they knocked the Christmas tree over.
On Christmas Day, they ate roasted nigger dick and lived gayily until Falco got drunk again.