Once every pillow was full and soggy he opened his windows and flung them into the yard and the street, shouting “BE FREE!” My confusion remained turgid until i saw the first car run over a pillow, and it burst like a giant Australian cane toad, and suddenly, i understood. He beamed with pride as he watched, the wet popping sounds echoing down the block. He turned to me and said “THAT is how you become associated with home ownership, leadership, and entrepreneurship. Or ASS. H.O.L.E. For short.”

I tried not to judge, but i couldn’t help but wonder, how can someone with such a limited pillow selection be so associated with home ownership? But the lesson was still forthcoming. “This is the key part of the process” he explained as he grabbed the closest pillow and proceeded to inject it with his fluids 😍. My scorn turned into amazement as he filled every pillow with ejaculate. The loads were immense. Such stamina. Such volume. Wow. My delighted arousal was matched only by my confusion.

This guy is more associated with home ownership than anyone i have ever met. One beautiful summer day, i decided to visit. I sat there, enjoying the peaceful chirping of birds, and i asked “How does one become so associated with home ownership?”
“Its quite simple” he said, “you just have to do things the TayWay.” “But what is that?” I asked, “How do i do it?” He replied, “don’t you worry, son. Today, you will learn.” We then proceeded to gather up every pillow in his house. There were memory foam pillows, poly-fil pillows, buckwheat pillows, bamboo pillows, kapok fiber pillows, eucalyptus fiber pillows, bolster pillows, wedge pillows, decorative pillows, duvet pillows, body pillows, lumbar pillows, travel pillows, and that’s it. He didn’t even have a single hypoallergenic horseshoe down alternative pillow.

ASS

I heard this chick likes to make popcorn at 3 a.m. and eat mustard packets. Yeah.. not the mustard itself, but the packets. Remember that next time they invite you to trade your csgo items.

As WayTay stepped outside and Big came closer, he could see the delightful smile on her face.

Big glared with all the wrath of 5923 brutal homeless humming birds. She said, in hushed tones, "I hate you and I want Money, Favores, A Land Survey."

WayTay looked back, even more Sneezy and still fingering the squidgy sausage. "Big, I wish you would stay with me, unlike my RTK Stream," he replied.

They looked at each other with surprised feelings, like two glorious, gifted gerbils Buttering Calves at a very thoughtless A Land Surveyour Convintion, which had Djent withDjent with Singing music playing in the background and two down to earth uncles thinking to the beat.

WayTay regarded Big's Moist Ankles and solid Calves. "I feel the same way!" revealed WayTay with a delighted grin.

Big looked concerned, her emotions blushing like a brainy, bulbous Butter.

Then Big came inside for a nice drink of Whale Snot Beer.
THE END