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the last balin
Balingus-12z a distant moon orbiting a cratered planet that is also orbiting a blue dwarf sun that is doomed to supernova at any moment. On that tiny moon we have the sole survivor of a species of giant humanoids. Balin's. Strikingly handsome, perfectly toned and muscled, if scientist could use the word "Chad" in scientific papers, they would use it to describe this perfect race of godlike beings. Any human would beg at the ankles of these creatures to just be crushed between their massive calves. unfortunately in the twilight of this species history the population peaked and the limited room and resources and food drove them to murder, and cannibalize each other in order to survive, they could never leave their tiny moon, and all inbreeding in the population skyrocketed. now all we have is a grotesque lumbering monster that is all that is left of the genetic code of these once proud creatures. we have codenamed this being "Alabama".
Stephen
His fingers are weiners, His name is Stephen. He had 2 different pairs of socks on his feet at all times but never is seen with shoes, his fingers are dongs, His name is Stephen. He never likes to wear anything but a pair of biking shorts, oddly and sickeningly colored green, his fingers are cocks, his name is Stephen. He speaks with a slow and purposeful deep Georgian tones, you can feel the sweet ice tea and sweet succulent peaches enter your mind as he speaks to you. His fingers are willy's, his name is Stephen.
Middlechild
Elnor is the middle child in my family. i'm 12, he's 14, Jericho is 18. Elnore doesn't go to school, the district wont let him and he doesn't fit into moms Honda anyways so i dont know how he could get there. there are a few things you need to know about Elnore before you come to hang out at my house. He is very tall. He has really big eyebrows. he has a BIT of a gimp arm. and his ribs on both of his sides are openly exposed and you can hear him breathe when its cold out. he has asthma... thats all you really need to know about him really.
Ken Cereal
Ken eats my cereal, every, fucking, morning. doesn't matter the kind, or the milk, or the grams of sugar per serving. He always eat my Goddamn cereal. He isn't even employed! He pays his portion of rent with his SSI because he has "anxiety driven PTSD" from working on School bus and that somehow counts him in as a leech off the underbelly of this whole fuckin system!!! meanwhile I work at Staples taking double shifts and working OVERTIME just so his greedy, broken, bleached white maw can shovel in as much of MY Cinnamon toast crunch as can humanly be fit on a spoonful. All he does is watch Markiplier videos and slap his thighs together and laughs at his tablet while eating copious amounts of MY FUCKING CEREAL!!! he GETS SPITTLE AND CINNAMON DUST EVERY - FUCKING -WHERE AND DOESNT BOTHER TO WIPE IT UP!!!..... i might be a little to harsh on him though....he is probably autistic.... yep i hear my little pony coming from his room.....definitely autistic.
Tiddlywank
he comes at night. every night at 12:43AM. I dont know when he started showing up. seems like he has been here forever, never was there? one of the two, havent slept well in a few....years. coffee doesnt let me stay awake to avoid him, he serves me my espresso from the keurig, hot and steaming, whipped cream on top just to spite me. he does a lot of things just to spite me, and every week its a new thing, a new little tiny insignificant thing that drives me closer and closer to that noose... Rubbing one of his three milky nipples on my laptop to smudge the screen with his greasy lactating skin. Giving me the bird while I lay down in bed and trying to have a wank while calling me a "inconsumate cuck" Not flushing after using the John and wiping his plankboard flat ass on my cat Fluffers..... there is no end, for my demon named "Tiddlywank"
Just a Simpons Thang 1
Literally woke up laughing thinking about this image, I suffer now so shall you. Also first post yay.