The Redcafe Novel

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Pamela Anderson bared huge knickers and knockers. Wales wailed and welled up horribly, while causing severe analingus sores. “This bread is disgusting” said Shamone. Smashing pumpkins smashed RedNome the Cockbiscuit with pick-axes, watermelons, and condoms draped in wedding gowns.

Aids in the RedCafe spread because mods are gayer than Balloonless and bigger Ihni binni dimi diniwiny anitaime than Marcos, who doesn’t like riddles. Pussies smell of Marcos’ oranges and Patagonia, stinky Patagonia. The wildlife was wilder than the experience of washing rhinoceros’ willies vigorously. Wenger tossed tiddlers salad, solidifying gelatin g-strings into fantastic, edible, Phillipino trousers.

The Korean, Sum-Yung-Guy, smiled menacingly at sandwiches made from tree bark and gooseshit dipped in jizz. Suddenly Davo rimmed Balloonless eagerly whilst fiddling precariously with Truncheons encapsulated in Spoony’s anus. His anus expanded beyond his bollocks and on-lookers belief. Everyone who witnessed this shagged hedgehogs and frolicked drunkenly with them, though they were prickly. The hedgehogs wore frilly suspender belts and whipped out loofahs salaciously.

Drinking ejaculated man-juice over ripened tomatoes, the transfer muppets shouted ‘Viva La Raza!!!”, whilst pangolins rimmed transsexual hermaphrodites wearing crotchless panties.
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