vendredi 14 décembre 2007
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Il broutait tant, battant un voisin mammouth, sans voir qu'un plouc avalant du fast-food appochait fissa, chantonnant. Sitôt d'un coup occipital radical, il tua illico, incognito au napalm un play-boy fringuant ! Quand l'ouragan chauffant fut parti, il avala un craquant biscuit, triomphant d'avoir vaincu ainsi l'insignifiant garçon qui manquait par trop d'attrait piquant ! Un safari-photo fut plus attrayant, s'il n'avait plu autant ! Aussi, abassourdi, titubant il s'abandonna sur l'astrakan, pratiquant sans gant, la masturbation sur un air tout à fait samba (ou mambo, pop, rock, punk, jazz... au choix ! )
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