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|   | Rapedog is a fabulous person who wants a doldo in his rear!*shoves a super-sized bumplug up Wylin’s rear* are you happy now ?(view post) | 11/14/2008 | 
|   | All new last post wins 3BP threadLog in to see images! (view post) | 11/14/2008 | 
|   | Lookin' foar a KlanWe are full of win. About teh gay… just bend over and like totally relax. Log in to see images! (view post) | 11/14/2008 | 
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|   | get laid get paid (LITERALLY BOATLOADS OF male reproductive organ AND woman's genitals IN HERE)have some bald woman's genitals happy fapping Log in to see images! 
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  ...presents...              **** You, Swamp Rat
                                                         by Swamp Rat
                      >>> a cDc publication.......1991 <<<
                        -cDc- CULT OF THE DEAD COW -cDc-
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WHAT THIS IS: It's a buncha stuff.  So read it, already.
                                                           -S. Ratte'
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"My male reproductive organ #1"  -7/9/90
If my male reproductive organ was a choke collar,
I would wrap it around your neck...
Pull it tight-
 Thirty-six
  Inches o'
   Gore-filled
    Hateful
     mammary glands of salvation
        -and strangle you like the dog you are.
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"That Damn Cat" -1/26/91
You don't like me,
You just want my food.
(And especially my dairy products.)
**** you, cat.
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"My male reproductive organ #2" -7/16/90
My male reproductive organ is-
 the garter snake
 in your garage
 that you hit over and over
 with the baseball bat.
Hiss.
       Hiss.
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"Cut" -4/25/91                                2/22/91
Two Aaaay Emmmm                               Plumb crazy, goin'
I drive by her house                          like a special fruit
His car's there                               to keep me regular.
And the lights are out.                       Stomach is raging
And i want to                                 and there's blood
      cut.                                    in my ****.
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"Mud an' Bug Parts"  -2/21/91
Half-naked in the
Dark, the couple standing on the porch
don't understand why i'm running down their
street - running to, running away - doesn't matter, just
SomePlace  "Stupid ****ing kid!"... but they don't know the
puddles and rivers along the edge of the
streets, and the wild
grbum smell and the sky, the wall and eternity above
always above my head.
I jump up at it with a frustrated yell
to come crashing down in the
soggy wet grbum stings my legs, but i'm the earth now,
mud and water and bug parts and icky things
and it's right, and it's where i belong.
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"Grinch Hunt" -12/30/90
All the Whos down in Who-ville liked Christmas a lot
So they rolled up their peppermint in gooey old snot
The Whos hated the Grinch, they baked him into a pie
And they chanted, and shouted - 
 "Grinch must die die die DIE!"
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"Nervous Phones"  -2/21/91
Staring at the phone
And it's not ringing.
Now your phone is ringing
But it's not being stared at.
Huh.
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"My male reproductive organ #3"
My male reproductive organ, my male reproductive organ,
Is not a heroin fiend.
And if it was on the showroom floor,
I'd wax it to a glossy sheen.
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"Bury It" -2/25/90
bury it
 beneath the swings
 under the gravel
 tracked, plowed by a hundred swinging feet
bury it
 the ducks have gone
 the lake is cold
bury it
 with the blood from the last scraped knee
 and the flakes of dried snot from a nose dragged across a jacket sleeve
 and the knees of jeans are sanitized finally of their grbum stains.
 Mom's pleased.
bury it
 Snoopy is hit by a car
 Encyclopedia Brown Gets Shot Down
 Prom Night Mbumacre
 The Sunday-morning waffles have imploded.
bury it
 too inefficient
 eat dogs?  Cannibal dogs?  dog eat dog?
bury it
 plow it under
 under the gravel
 under the swing
 tracked by a hundred feet, a thousand feet
bury it?
 **** THAT noise... I'm alive, thank YOU very much.
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"Bamn Ditch #1"
Hey, you
If i wanted this kind of
Rudeness, disrespect, and inconsideration
I'd go up to a total stranger
On the street
-beat 'em over the head with a baseball bat
and wait for a reaction.
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 Pogo-Stickin' Delirium" -11/19/90
I wield my mighty pogo-stick
And gallop across the plains of Armageddon
It's a well-oiled death machine
A precision masterpiece of engineering
Leaving 3-inch diameter holes in the foreheads
Of the unjust and irrational
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"A Job Worth Doing Is Worth Doing Right"
     I saw her tonight.  She doesn't even remember.  How could she?  She never
knew about the endless hours she had been thought about on the long summer days
and nights... the beautiful dreams about her with her soft billowy blonde hair,
fully rounded breasts and wide inviting hips.  But it still aches and digs like
a phillips-head screwdriver tearing through my feet up to my brain.  It's been
years, but it's not finished.  Too polite, always too polite, to finish it.
Well, I'll finish it this time.  I know where her bedroom is, and I've got a
gun.
     I'll finish it now.  I'll find out exactly what's going through her pretty
little head.  It'll be easy when there's a hole through it.
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"Don't Stick Yer male reproductive organ In a Vacuum Cleaner Hose"
     Under much strain of thought, I have come to the conclusion that my
favorite household appliance is the vacuum cleaner.  Not just any vacuum
cleaner but a floor model with a long white hose.  Not a Hoover, nor a
Shop-Vac, but a Kenmore from a mighty Sears store.  Why do I prefer the vacuum
cleaner to the myriad of other available appliances?  One big reason:
                                     SEX.
     But I won't bore you with the details.  The vacuum cleaner is the
ultimate anal-retentive perfectionist device, which suits my personality
wonderfully well.  Dirt over there?  No problem!  Dirt over here?  Again, no
problem!  The spiritual implications are many.  Sin is synonymous with dirt.
                         CLEAN MY SOUL, CLEAN MY CARPET.
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"My male reproductive organ #4" -3/22/91
I'ma gonna pound my male reproductive organ flat as a pancake jus' to please you, dear.
WHAM WHAM WHAM  WHAM 
There... two feet wide, quarter inch thick.  Much like a sail for floating in a
lake with a cool breeze blowing, my male reproductive organ extended above - propelling me to and
fro.  Or perhaps a fan, to flap and cool my testicles in the hot summer sun.
I can even roll it up, like a poster or carpet, and make the meanest poker you
ever did see.
YEEHAW!
YEEHAW!
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"The Fair"  10/1/88
I went to 'The Fair' last night/tonight...(late the 30th, whatever).
What fun.  Wandered around & saw more booths selling hot dogs than I'd like
to, and lotsa prize booths, the entire 12-16 yr old population of Lubbock,
many grits, and a bad comedian.  I went on this ride thing that spun around a
lot, which I wouldn't have rode except that I didn't pay for the tickets.
Lucky me.  Saw some people from HS which I hadn't seen since graduation, which
was kinda nice.  It's kinda depressing though, makes you realize how time
pbumes and people go and all that...you don't think about how you miss people,
even just acquaintances, before it's too late.  There's a momentary lift with
the smile of recognition, and perhaps a nod or "hey", or short conversation.
Then you walk off separately, and think about the good times, or sense of
comradere... and you realize it's over now, and a great coldness fills
your spirit.  Gads.  All that time, friendships, acquaintances... all torn to
nothing.  There's something really tragic in there.
The whole thing is starting NOW... and it's not gonna end.  Damn.
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"Bamn Ditch #2"
You ****...
I'd like to pound your breasts flat with a hammer
And **** you with a chainsaw.
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"Stacy"
There was this girl who wanted to marry me when i was about 6 years old.
Our romantic hopes were dashed, however, when I almost poked her eyes out with
a stick.
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"Better, Stronger, Faster"
      ...doo doo dii doo...doo dii doo duuu dii doo dii dooo duuu.
     "But Oscar... I know I can handle the Communist spies AND stop the space
alien invasion AND Save The Whales... my Bionic Kung-Foo Grip can do wonders,
not to mention cyberpsychoplasmic eyesight/nasal enhancer combo."
     "The Agency knows that, Steve, but it's an awful lot to risk... your
insurance premiums could SKYROCKET!"
     "**** you, Oscar.  And your stupid briefcase.  Me an' Jamie's gonna check
out my hydrolically-enhanced male reproductive organ, so HA!"
****in' hockey puckin'.
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"My male reproductive organ #5" -4/8/91
I'm feeling antagonistic towards my male reproductive organ
So me an' male reproductive organ are gonna go at it
"No holds barred", as they say
And when it's over,
One of us is gonna be BEATEN to a BLOODY PULP.
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That's it for now.  Hey, call the only AE line I know of in existence:
The Polka AE  806/794-4362  Pw:KILL
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/((___))\|Demon Roach Undrgrnd.806/794-4362|NIHILISM..............517/546-0585|
 [ x x ] |Paisley Pasture......916/673-8412|Ripco II..............312/528-5020|
  \   /  |Tequila Willy's GSC..209/526-3194|The Works.............617/861-8976|
  (' ')  |Lunatic Labs.........213/655-0691|Condemned Reality.....618/397-7702|
   (U)   |====================================================================|
  .ooM   |Copr. 1991 cDc communications by Swamp Rat             07/20/91-#175|
\_______/|All Rights ****ed Away.                            FIVE YEARS of cDc|
(view post) | 11/14/2008 | 
|   | All new last post wins 3BP thread
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       [ x x ]                 cDc communications                 [ x x ]
        \   /                      presents...                     \   /
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         (U)                                                        (U)
                                 SEX WITH SATAN
                                   by  Psycoe
                      >>> A CULT Distribution.....1988 <<<
                        -cDc- CULT OF THE DEAD COW -cDc-
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        First of all, this file is dedicated to my late dog, Cindy, who without
her influence, this file would never have been possible...
 ** This file contains explicit sexual material, so don't jack off on the
    keyboard...**
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------
        My life had been very boring and drab.  My subscriptions to Penthouse
and National Lampoon were about to expire so my life had no meaning.  I had
been working mowing lawns, trying to get enough money to buy a hard drive...
since my ex-girlfriend told me that hard things were nicer than floppy ones.
My parents were in California to attend Reagan political rallies.  My dad
posted a note on the local college job board that he needed a baby-sitter to
watch his 15-year-old son and sit by the pool and suntan.  We got many phone
calls.  My babysitter's name was known to me only as "38-24-36".
        The first days of my stay alone with the star of 'Debbie Does Dallas'
were pretty boring (since it was that time of month and I am not a vampire).
The third day of my stay, my baby-sitter sat down and told me that she had
fantasies of molesting young 15-year-old boys who she babysits for.  She then
proceeded to fulfill our fate by sticking her soft hands down my pants and
unzipping me.  She took off the top and bottom of her two-piece swimsuit, then
leaned over and told me she wanted to whisper sweet nothings in my rear.
        She told me she had seen this on a Cheech and Chong movie.  I naturally
went along with the fantasy.  She took off my pants and placed my 'joint' into
her vibrating mouth.  As soon as she began to choke and gag, she turned her
head up and told me that she had one more fantasy to fulfill with me.  I said
that I would do anything for her.  She tied me to the bed with these handcuffs
she had ripped off a ****ing pig cop.  She proceeded to spank me and kept
calling me 'bad boy'.  Then, the little nympho took out a lighter and set my
male reproductive organ on fire and told me not to smoke.
        As I began to burn, I could faintly see her out of the corner of my
eye, molesting my pet gerbil while smoking a banana peel (which happened to be
my pecker).  I saw a violent light, then a rainbow in the dark.
        I was dead and in Heaven.  I, being an active atheist, didn't believe
a damn thing about this.  I saw some gates and opened them and proceeded to
go through the bars.  A man with a cane stopped me and told me he could answer
any questions I had about Heaven.  I proceeded to ask, "Sir, if I lived a good
life and kept Kosher, helped little old ladies across the street, do you think
I could get a cute little angel to **** on my face every Thursday night in
Heaven?"  The man immediately hit me in the balls with the cane and said, 
"There is no sex or corruption in Heaven, we all sit around and meditate while
listening to Culture Club tapes."
        I said, "**** this ****, man, I abso****inglutley don't want to spend
my eternity in this fabulous person joint."  I then left the gates and jumped into oblivion
through the clouds.
        I fell through the sky and felt the earth seal around me.  I began to
hear some faint music!  I immediately screamed "Now this is more ****ing like
it!"  I took out my pack of Menthol Players and lit it from the fire still
pertruding from my male reproductive organ.  A lady with extremely large breasts welcomed me into
my new home.  I saw men orgying in the fire-laden streets with beautiful women.
I jumped on a 21-year-old woman and started banging her with my male reproductive organ of fire.
She stood up and screamed, "Why's your male reproductive organ on fire?"  I told her my plight and
she told me to go to Satan's wife.
        I entered Satan's wife's house and signed the guest register.  I ran up
to her room where she was actively masturbating with a broom stick. I said,
"Wow!"  She looked up in ecstacy and and asked me what she could do for me.  I
blushed.  She said, "Besides that!"  I told her of my story.  She said she
could help me quench the fires, but I would have to pledge my life to winning
over the virginity of young school girls.  She placed my male reproductive organ in her mouth and
the fire was quenched by our joint ecstacy.
        I asked her what her name was in my last breath of pbumion.  She said
it was Lita Ford.  I asked her if the lady who set my male reproductive organ on fire back on
earth was one of her followers.  She said her name was Wendy O. Williams.  I
said "WoW!"  After having another engagement of oral sex with her steaming
clit, I was wisped away to the land of virginity and high school girls.
        I found myself in a private school for young, rich snobby girls.  My
new identity was Angus.  I had no last name, but never questioned the intent
of my master's wife.
        I first began to hunt out my prey with the high school cheerleaders.
But, after noticing that they stuck to the floor while doing splits, I decided
to go for less virile girls. 
        I seduced a young girl whose face reminded me of an ancient memory.  I
took her up to my apartment and she said she needed help with her geometry.  I
showed her my obtuse angle and she showed me her acute one.  As I tore off her
bra, I noticed how undeveloped she was.  I took off her greasy panties and
began to tongue her love canal.  She started to moan and said she couldn't
believe I was doing that to her.  I just told her to sit back and relax.  As I
licked her wet spot, I noticed her erect nipples and the tiny dew drops forming
around her clit.  I tongue-****ed her for 15 minutes then started to push my
shaft up her.  She started to moan with pleasure.  I proceeded to tie her to
the bed with a pair of hot handcuffs which I had borrowed from Wendy.  I forced
my victim's head down over my pulsating dong.  She began to gag a familiar gag.
I let her head up for air for a moment.  Then to my surprise, she stuck her
tongue out and it was flaming.  I said, "Oh ****, not again!"  She set my male reproductive organ
on fire.
        As I proceeded to go back to my mistress in the underworld of sex ,I
began to think of how good it would feel to get my pecker's fire quenched again
by Satan's wife's cool pulsating tongue.  I entered Hell for a second time and
everybody greeted me with praises and started begging for vibrators to be sold
in Hell for a lower price.  I said, "Why ask me?"  They told me it was all a
test to see who would be the new number two.  I began to understand, as I
remembered the ancient lyrics of an Iron Maiden song named "The Prisoner."  I
lit another Players and proceeded to my master's flaming house in the depths of
sex.  I entered and Satan bowed down and kissed my hand.  He said I am the new
number two since he is getting a little too old to get his male reproductive organ sucked on
anymore by his wife.  I took the position gladly.
        I realized my new position.  I am SATAN!  I have unlimited powers!
I began to lead unsuspecting virgin girls to my domain.  I conquer earth with
my flaming nymphos.  I proceed to climb up the ladder of Heaven and gangbang
all the ladies there and say, "You could have been doing this all your life
instead of living in misery trying to draft more people into your false faith!"
I then pick up my brand new electric Gibson Challenger with new tremelo bar and
customized locking bolts with the perfect distortion.  I yelled the ancient and
foreshadowing lyrics of my great timesming into power...
        "I am the keeper of the male reproductive organ of Fire,
         And I command you to bend over, wench!"
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Note:  Hope you enjoyed this exercise in demeneted sex and probably to be one
       of the last few to have a 'Satanic' theme.      -SR
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 (c)1988  cDc communications  by Psycoe                               2/7/88-40
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