Bee in Dema

Escape Plan

"My thiccness will carry into my work and do me proud in the depths of my butthole"

-Barry 2011
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Barry: thoughts that idiotic freako guy stumbled away mumbling about something pointless, while most likely releasing farts all the way to wherever he was running off to... He was probably still upset after my epic insult. Shows some people just can't handle the pure humiliation of the cold toasty truth... The truth is like a heated blanket fueled by farts and old expired pee, mixed together to create the right chemical reaction for the cozy feel.
Oh, how I miss being in my room, how I miss my sugar babies, my plastic surgeon, my pink face mask... I wanted my less thicc sugar baby to massage my bottom and slap it til it was as tender as a steak marinated in diet knock off Pepsi and salt from the dollar store.
I just wanted to fart out green gas like in the movies and poop out a gallon of broccoli soup just for the sake of doing it... I had to make a plan to get out of here, how would I ever accomplish that if I didn't?
I missed coloring my butthole with permanent black marker to make it look like I pooped my pants in the first grade to get out of playing, "poopin in yer mittens" with the other kids...
I, Barry Bee Benson, will come up with a perfect escape plan out of this deserted cold jail cell, that smells of broke bitch poop that was eaten by a fly and pooped out by the fly and left to rot for 13 days.