The Caffeinated Penguin

musings of a crackpot hacker

sex

Posted By on September 30, 2004

You know the “doctor” program in emacs? The one that attempts to psychoanalyze you? Well, along a similar vein (okay, maybe not), there is a standalone console app for linux called sex, which does mad-libs style sentence construction.


“No, no, do the goldfish!” grunted the wanton secretary as the egg-sucking handsome priest grudge fucked her moist fried eggs and pushed his boney lollipop into her odiferous ass.

“At last!” whimpered the piano playing nymphomaniac as the nose-grooming paraplegic pothead penetrated her jiggling charlies and eased his boney prong into her scarred slit.

“You aren't my father!” stammered the doe eyed Duchess as the pile-driving homosexual flamingo tongue slashed her juicy globes and ripped his swinish intruder into her odiferous nose.

“Faster!” croaked the nymphomaniacal waitress as the three-legged donkey fondled her rosey buns and crammed his humongous finger into her hymeneal palace.

“Cheese it, the cops!” salivated the blue-eyed housewife as the clam shucking friar tongue slashed her moist jugs and hammered his rigid arm into her weapon-less ass.

Would make a good motd, no?


Comments

Leave a Reply

Please note: Comment moderation is currently enabled so there will be a delay between when you post your comment and when it shows up. Patience is a virtue; there is no need to re-submit your comment.

Spam protection by WP Captcha-Free