Oh f**k glass can be coloured by gold? who even am I?

Who am I?

Oh f**k glass can be coloured by gold? who even am I? this question raced through my head for days like Mexicans raced to the border. But, that's it.... Mexicans can be coloured gold without consent. It all makes sense now.

I must leave tomorrow at 13:37 pm this will help with the neighbourhood lions they always scratch me and it hurts. I must then ensure that my musket is loaded for old Rodney the sparrow fiddler will surely be awakened from my footsteps on his urethra, oh how dry it is, its sickens me.

The plan was complete i am now stood on top of a grown mans penis while he is fully alert and watching my every move. But he cannot catch me. For I am an STD and I have caught him in my web of shame and lies all tangled in the birth of a new born called Jesus.

And this concludes why the Bible came to be.

Reviews

[Valkyrie Warrior]

I am very sorry, but I have no idea what this story means! Can you please explain?

[Frank Winchester]

The story is that glass cant be coloured by coloured by gold

[Valkyrie Warrior]

Yeah no still nothing

[pvpd sri harsha]

Life
A Poem by luvs2write
Devil On My Shoulder/Winters Interlude
A Poem by Colton Warr is second...
Afterlives
A Story by Raw is third...

[Ruby Pokedex]

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I'm 13, and why the heck did you suggest this to me?
I'm just gonna leave now...
I'm not saying it's bad, but you suggested this to a 13 year old.
Was that some kind of troll or something?
I don't even...
Sorry if that came out a little mean. :3

[pvpd sri harsha]

good... fine and well written...