April the 1st has arrived!
@Master is awoken by his nigger mum wishing her birthday boy a happy birthday, while she brings over a tray of food; breakfast in bed!
Master, being annoyed that his bitch mother woke him up, knocks the plate of food out of her hands and splattering it all over the floor.
Tofu and le bugs lay scattered on the floor as his mother starts crying, and clearly upset at her son having another autistic fit, ''I think its time to sell you to another plantation, but oh, its not your fault, it must be so tiring arguing with holes on twitter and doing zero work on your forums, and I couldn't live a day without your 7in pipe''.
As his mum leaves the bedroom, Master goes back to fingering himself while watch his favorite pornstar, Tyrone Tyranus, ''I hope I got a new dildo for my birthday, yippie! I can't wait!''
Filled with excitement about the prospect of getting a new dildo, Master puts on his leggings and crop top and heads out of his bedroom.
As he enters the living room, he notices all the lights are out and that it is pitch black; he guesses its another surprise party like last year, however, in the darkness, he sees the two white orbitals of the eye in the distance, starring directly at him, while making out the outline of a large set of fishlips underneath.
In a deep, musky, masculine voice, master hears the words ''happy birthday baby'', coming from the eyes, and then boom!
All the lights come on and his whole family (who are pasty white, ashkanzi jews), jump out.
His mother, bent over towards him with a party whistle lodged in her asshole, and unleashed a fart to activate the party whistle.
''we hope you like your new bbc warrior honey!, we bought it at the auction today!, when you're ready, we will take of the shackles!''
''Yeah, I love it mum, but I wanted a new dildo, god, do you ever listen you demented nigger?!''
Master starts banging his chest while peeling a banana, upset, but before he could bash someone's skull in, his spic sister hands him over a promising looking package.
''This will do nicely...''
Master sits around the table reluctantly, as he just wants to play with his new toys, but his mother insists on staying.
An lgbt+ rainbow cake is brought out with 17 candles around it's perimeter.
''Happy 17th birthday honey!''
@Master is awoken by his nigger mum wishing her birthday boy a happy birthday, while she brings over a tray of food; breakfast in bed!
Master, being annoyed that his bitch mother woke him up, knocks the plate of food out of her hands and splattering it all over the floor.
Tofu and le bugs lay scattered on the floor as his mother starts crying, and clearly upset at her son having another autistic fit, ''I think its time to sell you to another plantation, but oh, its not your fault, it must be so tiring arguing with holes on twitter and doing zero work on your forums, and I couldn't live a day without your 7in pipe''.
As his mum leaves the bedroom, Master goes back to fingering himself while watch his favorite pornstar, Tyrone Tyranus, ''I hope I got a new dildo for my birthday, yippie! I can't wait!''
Filled with excitement about the prospect of getting a new dildo, Master puts on his leggings and crop top and heads out of his bedroom.
As he enters the living room, he notices all the lights are out and that it is pitch black; he guesses its another surprise party like last year, however, in the darkness, he sees the two white orbitals of the eye in the distance, starring directly at him, while making out the outline of a large set of fishlips underneath.
In a deep, musky, masculine voice, master hears the words ''happy birthday baby'', coming from the eyes, and then boom!
All the lights come on and his whole family (who are pasty white, ashkanzi jews), jump out.
His mother, bent over towards him with a party whistle lodged in her asshole, and unleashed a fart to activate the party whistle.
''we hope you like your new bbc warrior honey!, we bought it at the auction today!, when you're ready, we will take of the shackles!''
''Yeah, I love it mum, but I wanted a new dildo, god, do you ever listen you demented nigger?!''
Master starts banging his chest while peeling a banana, upset, but before he could bash someone's skull in, his spic sister hands him over a promising looking package.
''This will do nicely...''
Master sits around the table reluctantly, as he just wants to play with his new toys, but his mother insists on staying.
An lgbt+ rainbow cake is brought out with 17 candles around it's perimeter.
''Happy 17th birthday honey!''
