Satans inspiring dream

The great escape...

"GROIN PEEPEETON?!"

"Well, well, well. If it isn't Satan Cockinball. How are you homeboy?" Groin said seductively

"Nothin' much. But it looks like you're gonna see a lot more of me because I just got sentenced 47 years of prison."

"Oh"

"Yeah"

"Well I better get goin' now. Officer Poopinburger out!"

We stared at him

"Do you like it? That's my outro to my songs! I'm a SoundCloud rapper? You've never heard of officer poopinburger? Okay. Buy ig"

We stared at him until he left and when he did we looked at each other.

"Oh Satan." He whispered while he tender heartedly put his grimy hand against my cheek.

"Oh groin..." I moaned.

The 78 men who were in other jail cells were staring but I didn't care. I only love my baba groin. And my baba groin loves me.

I French kissed him. Wet and altruistic. Just how I like it.

After 39 minutes of wet, altruistic, kisses, I finally spoke up,

"Hey groin, how long have you been here?"

"Oh not long, I only got here 157,489 Wednesday's ago."

"Ah I see, how peculiar. And how old are you now?

"24. How old are you?"

"23."

"Omg! Only a 1 year age gap!"

"Yes ikr! Slay girly! Lovin' those wrinkles! It looks like my moms poosay! Mee-ow! Grrrrr."

Groin got up from the erotic floor with a boiled egg in the corner and said to come to him.

I did.

He whispered to me,

"I know a way to get out of here but, it's a little bit crazy."

"Oh, I do crazy, I'm in, just show me what to do!"

And we went over to the toilet and we both stepped inside.

He flushed it and everything went swirly Willy.

I felt like Hermione in that moment. But the next thing I knew we were in a long curving hallway with a bunch of obstacles and doors.

"Get ready to play escape the prison obbey irl!" He cracked his knuckles and started...