I hear Amelia're takin' da town again
Having a good time wit all your fuckin' friends
I don't tink dat Amelia tinks of my ass
You're on your own now, and I'm alone and horny
I know that I oughta get on with my life
But a life lived wit'out Amelia could never be right
And as long as da poyvs watch poyn on da internet
Long as da bums run behind da building to pee
I'll never get over Amelia
Getting over my ass
I try to smile so da hurt won't show
Tell da Toid I was glad to see Amelia go
Dough dat bastid is pounding on his dookie stick and calls me a ho
But da tears just won't go away
Loneliness found my ass, looks like it's here to stay
I know dat I oughta find someone new
But unfoytunately for my ass, all I get is Kelly Millis's goo
And as long as da poyvs watch poyn on da internet
Long as da bums run behind da building to pee
I'll never get over Amelia
Getting over my ass
No matter what I fuckin do
It's like a lifetime to live troo
I can't go on like dis
I need your fuckin' tits
You're da only bitch I've eva loved
And as long as da poyvs watch poyn on da internet
Long as da bums run behind da building to pee
I'll never get over AmeliaGetting over my ass
I'll never get over Amelia Getting over...Never get over Amelia getting over...I'll never get over Amelia
Getting over my asssss........
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
Monday, June 23, 2008
Pissiliation
You may not believe dis, but back in Braddock County I made my way tru life hustling homos in da liberry. Actually, I was not a hustlah, I was a whu-ah, and a cheap one at dat. I did it only when I absolutely had to, to make enought money to hang out at wit my Master at da Inconvenient Café and drink liquor.
Anyway, dis one time I'm standin' at da liberry trying to scare up some business when a guy in a cheap shiney black suit, named Kelly walked up and asked if I'd like to go with him to da Inconvenient Café for a drink. I told him yes, but I couldn't stay long because I'm out here for a reason. He said he already knew dat and it would be worth my while. Oncet in da bar he told me what he liked. He was a masochist. He told me he liked getting whipped wit a belt and talked to in a derogatory way. He also stressed dat he really enjoyed drinking piss. He promised me 50 semolians and told me I'd get another fity if I stuck wit my end of da bargain and was at his apartment (since his wife kicked him out of the house) at da appointed time. He also asked me to buy some likka and sodas wit part of the promised cash. I got some vodka and two different types of drinks to mix with it. Well, I show up and take off my clothes and he’s going thru a rather pathetic act of whipping my ass wit his belt. He was trying as hard as he could, but he looked like he was about to die. I was hoping the pain would take away da humilation, unfoytunatley for my ass, he was a bigger jobber dan my ass. I had a real bad case of diarrhea, so all I wanted was for da session to end, so I could shit.
I told him I was going into da kitchen to mix a vodka drink and asked him if he'd like one. He said yes. I asked what he wanted in it, orange juice or soda, and he said, "You know what I like in mine, fine sir." So I brought him a glass of piss with minimal alcohol in it. As I lay back on the bed getting whipped and cursed at, every so often he'd reach down and gingerly grab the glass of piss and hold it quiveringly to my lips, and foyce my ass to take a sip and smile. That bastid, he was supposed to drink da piss. I couldn't wait to get rid of Kelly da froot. I was a lousy whu-ah. But I sort of told him dat before the arrangement, so I didn't feel too bad about not doing a spectacular job.
Anyway, dat really happened. I was not amazed dat a guy would foyce my ass to drink piss, only da manna in which he did it. But after I drank my own piss, he den started drinking it. Da FROOT!!! I figured Kelly wanted to drink da piss straight from the dick. But out of a glass, what a fuckin’ weirdo. People might say I sound like a weirdo, but I don't look da part. Kelly’s ass looked da part from head to toe. His paleness was incredible. His suit was black and shiny and he looked like something no one would ever aspire to be. He wanted to get and receive total humiliation and I could not deliver. At foyst I taut it stupid and unsexual to drink piss from a glass rather dan a sex organ. But foy humilation poyposes, drinking it from da glass is more degrading and dus more satisfyin'. Being told to drink it would be even better. But I was a lazy whu-ah and did not give da guy his money's woyth. I was not proud of a job well done. Unfoytunately I felt like such the fool again--especially after I found out Retro was in Kelly's closet wit a video camera recording the piss fest and uploading it on youtube--da fookin' bastids!!!
Anyway, dis one time I'm standin' at da liberry trying to scare up some business when a guy in a cheap shiney black suit, named Kelly walked up and asked if I'd like to go with him to da Inconvenient Café for a drink. I told him yes, but I couldn't stay long because I'm out here for a reason. He said he already knew dat and it would be worth my while. Oncet in da bar he told me what he liked. He was a masochist. He told me he liked getting whipped wit a belt and talked to in a derogatory way. He also stressed dat he really enjoyed drinking piss. He promised me 50 semolians and told me I'd get another fity if I stuck wit my end of da bargain and was at his apartment (since his wife kicked him out of the house) at da appointed time. He also asked me to buy some likka and sodas wit part of the promised cash. I got some vodka and two different types of drinks to mix with it. Well, I show up and take off my clothes and he’s going thru a rather pathetic act of whipping my ass wit his belt. He was trying as hard as he could, but he looked like he was about to die. I was hoping the pain would take away da humilation, unfoytunatley for my ass, he was a bigger jobber dan my ass. I had a real bad case of diarrhea, so all I wanted was for da session to end, so I could shit.
I told him I was going into da kitchen to mix a vodka drink and asked him if he'd like one. He said yes. I asked what he wanted in it, orange juice or soda, and he said, "You know what I like in mine, fine sir." So I brought him a glass of piss with minimal alcohol in it. As I lay back on the bed getting whipped and cursed at, every so often he'd reach down and gingerly grab the glass of piss and hold it quiveringly to my lips, and foyce my ass to take a sip and smile. That bastid, he was supposed to drink da piss. I couldn't wait to get rid of Kelly da froot. I was a lousy whu-ah. But I sort of told him dat before the arrangement, so I didn't feel too bad about not doing a spectacular job.
Anyway, dat really happened. I was not amazed dat a guy would foyce my ass to drink piss, only da manna in which he did it. But after I drank my own piss, he den started drinking it. Da FROOT!!! I figured Kelly wanted to drink da piss straight from the dick. But out of a glass, what a fuckin’ weirdo. People might say I sound like a weirdo, but I don't look da part. Kelly’s ass looked da part from head to toe. His paleness was incredible. His suit was black and shiny and he looked like something no one would ever aspire to be. He wanted to get and receive total humiliation and I could not deliver. At foyst I taut it stupid and unsexual to drink piss from a glass rather dan a sex organ. But foy humilation poyposes, drinking it from da glass is more degrading and dus more satisfyin'. Being told to drink it would be even better. But I was a lazy whu-ah and did not give da guy his money's woyth. I was not proud of a job well done. Unfoytunately I felt like such the fool again--especially after I found out Retro was in Kelly's closet wit a video camera recording the piss fest and uploading it on youtube--da fookin' bastids!!!
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