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HIGHEST RANK - #1 IN SPATULA
This is a PoseidonxCarina fanfic.
A story where one gal with petite shoulders and an endless love for kitchen appliances finds her match - the man with beautiful muscular toned juicy hairless...
Hades stood there, levitation, like a oxford scholar, yet homeless and poor. miserable. weak. Bleak. unlike Zayn Malik.
he rotated, rising whilst his eyes quivered in fear, darting around to find Stripper Carina's smirk.
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"Serves that bitch right" she thought to herself.
pov: you are Poseidon and Carina's slaps being exchanged
These faarkin dumbass bimbo bitches. Bitch farking doge ass lil shits.
Pov: you are
I cant believe these faarkin bloody idiots left us stranded for bloody faarks sake mate lad.
So as we heard daddy and mummy's timid voice call out
"Where are the bloody kids???!?!!?" in caution.
so we said.
"Farrkin bloody up ur ass"
we were originally two people in a trio. That was before this bloody farkin nutcase came over from the street across the servo, and called himself O. That fuckin bitchass doge.
"Have you seen the bitchass doge?" I asked H
"Nah bitch" said the other H
pov: you are O
i feel abandoned. Unappreciated. Wo milu le. I am lost. dududdududududududu. Bioazî.
pov: you are the omniskebt
"We're right here you farkin bloody imbecile parental figures." H2 yelled.
without O. Who was currently learning mandarin.
Carina needed to sneeze.
Achoo
Bless you
So she decided to head down
To the butchery to buy chips
And the bakery to buy fish
Fish n cheps.
she was quite full.
Anyways
pov: you are the sexual tension between the crow and clucks
"Ugh this bitch tryna pull me. I am the sexual tension. They aint pullin nothing bitch."
They stared at each other - for the first time, the crows glare didnt become fiercer, in fact it softened at the sight of the clucks. He never realised how much he wanted to rip those feathers off her sexy hourglass figure. Which was not an hourglass. It was...
Bottle shaped.
They stared, you could have cut me with a knife. I watched. I was very uncomfortable. Thank you my friends.
The clucks seductively walked towards the crow, hips swaying side to side. They knew that they were attracted to each other. Very much. After all these years of banter and denial, they couldn't stand one more day away from each other. They leaned in and started violently pecking each other. Their lust could no longer be contained. They were to be clucks and crow, together 4eva.
