Essay about Philosopher: Thought and Ta Catch em

Submitted By Sedatedmonk1
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Pages: 5

So I got this girl in the sex nid-arena Getting ready to put my Poke-flue in between her. First I take it slow bro, you know, play it Tentacool When I Poliwag my Weedle oh how it makes her drool I’m hard as a rock, and this girl seems hooked on onix Cause she puts her Meowth on my Pidgey and takes it like a bong hit Then she’s starting to Machoke, which isn’t very cool I don’t want to risk the Chance, see, of being Tentacruel With the greatest swiftness, I slide off her Kabutop And make her great paras come unleashed and drop She’s seaking to be drilled, while I’m hoping she’s infertile Playing with those jigglypuffs, trying veno-not to Squirtle I Exegcute that foreplay, and now I’m ready to Cubone Trying to finish quickly before her Mr. Mime gets home But she stops before I can start the Manky Panky And Says “Since I had to Staryu, you have to Starmie” So since she did me, I guess I have to Ditto I get down on my knees and pone-eat a Pidgetto Give her a Slowpoke before I dive into that girl And attack her cloyster with a full polywhirl I Lickitung her Lapras, tasting on that Magicarp-et Hoping she’s not Krabby, that’d be gastly and would make my heart sick Yes that Persian rug was clef-hairy, but I didn’t really mind Since I could ring the Victory bell, I was getting some behind Down there for so long, I came up Koffing and Wheezing I got her seel of approval though, cause she’s Growlith-ing and breathing Wanting to gravel her, feeling so sand-shrewd Give her an electabuzz with my spear-oh too I’d tell you her name, but don’t think she’s a whore, see? Not to many get her rapidash, tonight she’s just rhyhorn-y, So I start Rhydon like the Machamp, feel like I could roar Going so hard that I probably made her ivy sore She wanted my Arbok so I gave her gear a dose Going so hard that her Mew almost tauros Inside that butterfree, feeling like a charmelon bucks Constantly Jolteon her from the power of my Psyduck Now I must have gone and jinxed it, somewhere in the equation Cause she started getting drowzee during the copulation I didn’t even notice, I kept going at her Golbat But then something seemed Oddish when I she started to snorelax I tried to wake her up, zu-but she was pory-gone And she’d have to be awake before I’d get my flare on. Of course I felt gloom, I thought I had been charming’ her And now I can’t Grime her voltorb or I’ll be harming her My Dewgong can’t Muk, and if he does it’d be rude But this is still better then the time I brought home a Geodude With my pants down and my bell sprouted, I feel I got to doduo So I Maro-walked into the bathroom, and when I leave, what do I view? That my girl’s awake again-gar, which seems kind of farfetched And provoked some Poliwrath at the thought that she fake-slept I asked her what was wrong, does she not like it when I pinsir? And she responded with, “Calm down a second, Spencer. If you think your sex is good, your wrong, if you think your hip, no, The only thing you’re good at is Nintendo.” I love this girl a magneton, and hearing that was wiggly tough. The eevee-ning had started well, but now was turning rough Told her “Wait a parasect, please stay the omanyte, You’re my goldeen girl, and if you leave I magne-might E-raticate my life, cause you are my pharaoh! It’s to early in the night to give me the kabuto!” And she says, “Way back when, when I first took a peek at you. I thought you were kind of cute and that you’d want my mew too. I felt electrodes in the air when I saw you and you saw me But that was before I knew your Diglett was so Dragtini!” I didn’t know the size of my Dodrio mattered, and my god, Here I thought we were like two…