Wednesday, May 18, 2005

Alien Abduction Victim W4M

I’m going to get straight to the point. I’m ISO a manwho has shared similar experiences in the realm of alien abduction. My first time was about three years ago, but I wasn’t able to remember it until last year when a psychiatrist pulled out the memories through hypnosis. The details are still fuzzy, but I recall the intense probing sessions and hopefully you should also have forgone instances of like nature. I find trading probe stories fun and exciting. I am 5’9, dyed red hair, about 120lbs, and can show you scars wherethe extra-terrestrials violated me. I don’t understand why the government hasn’t done more to stop this from happening, as hundreds of thousands of abductees have come forward, and I’m sure the White House, with all its satellite technology, knows exactly what’s going on.

You should be at least 6ft, built to protect me, and willing to accept harsh truths about the world we live in. I also would like for you to be clean, have a PHD in some scientific field, drug and disease free, and of course a behemoth wanker. Please do not send pictures of your wanker, as it often reminds me of the faces of my abductors. But I have a theory that the aliens are intimidated by monolithic male members, and if it’s big enough, perhaps you can become their leader.

I enjoy sitting inside my house all day and jumping every time the phone rings. I enjoy never answering the door, thinking everyone is out to get me, constantly looking out the window, finding international conspiracy connections on the Home Shopping Network, and being spanked like a naughty little naked Nubian...hard. I can cook really good popcorn and I just learned how to make scrambled eggs, so you should enjoy popcorn and eggs for dinner, cause that’s what Mama used to make before they…well, nevermind.

Anyway, I expect to be abducted late Sunday night and was hoping some strapping lad, who is acquainted with these types of encounters, would like to share an evening with me. We could play some board games, dance to a little polka, and later engage in some excruciating torture and humiliation at the hands of foreign beings that have wieners for heads. And yes, they do bite.

P.S. No Fatties!!!

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