Megan Fox is aptly named (she is a fox). This beauty is transforming wieners all over America from soft lil' baby wieners to full tumescent poon pounders ready to tear through shorts and shred snizz. Really wreck up some girl guts with those things, because we have seen parts of her breasts and now we are compelled to do that thing to her insides. Look at those things. Every man in the office wants to kill animals and lay them down at her feet. Not just regular animals either, beautiful animals, like peacocks and swans and little smiling babies, frozen in their moment of joy, or at least their head and neck and other parts that will please her. After all, trophy is good, we did get lil' bit hungry carrying them things around in our mouths.
it's hard to shake the feeling that I've always got five stars in this Grand Theft Auto known as life.
Now, inexplicably, season three is looming over us like some sort of dome. Season one's plot asked whether or not the town could get out from under the dome. Apparently the answer was "no". Season two asked "I guess we're really stuck, huh?" and the answer was "yup".
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