Romance Novel
A lot of people don't know this
But I, Danny Sexbang,
have been quietly working on the sexiest
romance novel ever for the past sixteen years
I would like share a taste of it with you now
Please enjoy this excerpt from my deeply sensual
tale, Claudia Goes To Shlongtown: The Erectoning
Ninja Brian, would you?
"I love penis," Claudia said to Jeff,
seductively caressing both of her yam-yams.
"Allow me to get you some from the
kitchen," Jeff said with a tinkle in his eye.
"No. Not peanuts, Jeff.
Those aren't the nuts I'm interested in.
" She grabbed him on the penisiest part of his body.
"But a peanut isn't a nut," Jeff mansplained. "It's a legueme."
Woah! Brian, what's the problem?
What do you mean it's not romantic?
I'm an amazing lover and I've lived
through this exact scenario hundreds of times.
"I feel like we're getting off topic, Jeff," Claudia said.
"But now that you mention it,
I could go for a peanut butter sandwhich."
"Penis butter?
I don't think I have any of that," Jeff groaned hornily.
Eat dicks, Brian!
This is romantic as fuck. Do not throw that piano at me again!
Fine! I'll cut ahead to the end of the chapter.
Claudia and Jeff lay naked in the penis butter tub on the top of
the Empire State Building.
Their bodies entwined like two sex lampreys.
"Should we invite Ninja Brian over?" Claudia asked.
"No!" Jeff yelled. "Ninja Brian sucks,
and his face is lame,
and he's stupid, and his dick is so small that-"
NOT THE PIANO!!!
uggh... my peanuts...
But I, Danny Sexbang,
have been quietly working on the sexiest
romance novel ever for the past sixteen years
I would like share a taste of it with you now
Please enjoy this excerpt from my deeply sensual
tale, Claudia Goes To Shlongtown: The Erectoning
Ninja Brian, would you?
"I love penis," Claudia said to Jeff,
seductively caressing both of her yam-yams.
"Allow me to get you some from the
kitchen," Jeff said with a tinkle in his eye.
"No. Not peanuts, Jeff.
Those aren't the nuts I'm interested in.
" She grabbed him on the penisiest part of his body.
"But a peanut isn't a nut," Jeff mansplained. "It's a legueme."
Woah! Brian, what's the problem?
What do you mean it's not romantic?
I'm an amazing lover and I've lived
through this exact scenario hundreds of times.
"I feel like we're getting off topic, Jeff," Claudia said.
"But now that you mention it,
I could go for a peanut butter sandwhich."
"Penis butter?
I don't think I have any of that," Jeff groaned hornily.
Eat dicks, Brian!
This is romantic as fuck. Do not throw that piano at me again!
Fine! I'll cut ahead to the end of the chapter.
Claudia and Jeff lay naked in the penis butter tub on the top of
the Empire State Building.
Their bodies entwined like two sex lampreys.
"Should we invite Ninja Brian over?" Claudia asked.
"No!" Jeff yelled. "Ninja Brian sucks,
and his face is lame,
and he's stupid, and his dick is so small that-"
NOT THE PIANO!!!
uggh... my peanuts...
Credits
Writer(s): Leigh Daniel Avidan, Brian Wecht
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