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Jan 29th, 2006 03:45 AM | |
Marc Summers | If your read the guy's bio he says he idolizes Cheney so much because he's sneaky... |
Jan 28th, 2006 11:27 PM | |
Summourn |
Can you just imagine the people writing that "Ohmigaw this part is gonna be so great" |
Jan 22nd, 2006 10:33 PM | |
Mr. Vagiclean |
Licking the back of his ear, he went down Cheney’s chin and traced his neck, painting a searing path with his tongue. With excitement, Cheney quickly removed his suit jacket and unbuttoned his shirt, allowing Rumsfeld to continue down his chest and stomach. As soon as Rumsfeld got as low as below the belt, he paused over his prize. Looking up to reassure Cheney of Rumsfeld's purpose, Cheney quickly undid his pants. Consequently, Rumsfeld lapped at Cheney’s salty penis, coating the surrounding flesh with the creamy essence of his pre-cum. Cheney reacted with shattered breathing and desperate whimpers. Cheney’s salty penis ![]() ![]() |
Jan 22nd, 2006 03:48 PM | |
MarioRPG | Hilarious. After I threw up in my mouth a bit. |
Jan 22nd, 2006 12:49 PM | |
Jeanette X |
I haven't laughed that hard in a long time. Thanks. ![]() |
Jan 21st, 2006 11:54 PM | |
Jeff The Ninja |
Rumsfeld and Cheney were already naked on the floor, teasing and coaxing. Cheney straightened up and grasped Rumsfeld’s face. “Fuck me now.” Cheney whispered while keeping a dark gaze focused on Rumsfeld, whose glasses shimmered in the dark mysterious room. That is so Wrong, yet so Funny. Especially when you know its these guys. ![]() That picture tells a story of unbridaled Taboo love. Or they are just at a press confrence. Either way, that shit is fucked up. |
Jan 21st, 2006 07:01 PM | |
Marc Summers |
Dick Cheney Slash Fanfiction http://japanimatedfastshow.homestead.com/Fanfics.html I'm going to die laughing ![]() Wolfowitz blushed as he came in, closing the door behind him. “Mr. Rumsfeld?” Rumsfeld felt extremely embarrassed. He didn’t expect to see Wolfowitz at all today. Wolfowitz tried not to notice what Rumsfeld was doing, but the photos caught his attention. “Those Abu Ghraib photos...you seen all of them?” “Well, yes...all of them.” Rumsfeld, who was still red-faced, grinned. He really didn’t want Wolfowitz to see him like this. Wolfowitz approached Rumsfeld’s desk gazing at the photos from above. “They’re very explicit.” Wolfowitz yapped. There was a very long and odd pause after those words. Rumsfeld’s eyes shifted left and right, waiting for something else to happen. Finally, Wolfowitz spoke again in a suspicious tone, “…Were you masturbating to them, Mr. Rumsfeld?” |