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It had been a peaceful evening in the world of CPWC. Topics of conversation ranged from vagoo, to milking man titties, and everything in between. The peace was corrupted when ONCE AGAIN CrashingCymbal uttered the very words of doom and misfortune…misfortune....the curse of the ffs7 was once again put onto the chat. Chat turned to ultimate chaos. Tits were flailing, tears were shed, and Grammatiks were Dnoeaing. Speaking of Gramm. He told Crashing to promptly bend his dick backwards and fuck himself with it, because of the shit he caused. Crashing was like "lol k"
 
After an hour of everyone being assfucked by the admin's giant dildos, the first ffs7 event happened. Alfred, once again, was summoned to the chat. BUT NOT ONLY ALFRED! TRIPLE THE FUCKING TROUBLE! Vagooman AND Ainsley were summoned as well. Alfred was like "lol we're desperate vaginas looking for some noob ass" and Vagooman was like "hnnnnng I prefer the 60 year olds" and Ainsley contributed by informing everyone he wanted to rub their spicy meat. Everyone was like "Oh fuck" and some noob was like "k" because he wanted his meat rubbed by Ainsley. So Gramm was like just "ifn fuck" and Zyranne was like "I spaek gpod Engksnd"