Buy Some Merchandise So I Can Build A Sex Robot
May 28, 2012 in Wordsmoker Product Concern International Presents
I’ve decided to become an arch capitalist because I’ve been watching Iron Man and I’m totally Tony Stark now, I might do a beard you never know. But I don’t want to make a suit that I can fly about in and grab Paltrow-ass with – I want a suit OF Paltrow-Ass. Yes. That’s right – I’m looking for funds to help create a SEX ROBOT. And I’m not talking about some Japanese shite that looks like a melted Bieber with eyelashes – no, I mean a kick-ass fucking sex robot with tits and all the holes work and everything. And the hair is real, but never gets in your face when you’re snuggling. And she can fuck forever because she’s got a micro-usb charger socket that can also charge your phone.
Oh hello. I’m still working on the beige shitbox computer so I’ll be quick before the smoke starts billowing from the vents again. Have you heard of Justin Bieber? I have. Well, my Bieber knowledge extends to the fact that I once saw him walking into a glass door. That’s it. I am aware, though, that he gets young ladies moist and maybe makes them practice kissing on their pillows or arms.
