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**INSPECTOR GAYGET**
(For froots. R.I.P)
Inspector Gayget awoke, “Go Go Gayget Record Collection!” He bellowed. The boom-box in the corner spouted out some wanky-wanky euro-house on cue.
He rolled over with a sigh onto the barbed wire and various clamps from the night before and noticed the absence of a very bad smell. Someone was missing.
“NOOOOoooooo!” He cried, “My love has gone! But wait ... what’s this?” He pulled something out from inside him. He heard the front door shut. He leapt from the room.
Inspector Gayget sprinted down the street, fluffy bathrobe flying out behind him, and spotted his man.
“Go Go Gayget Poodle!” He screamed. A handy flap in the back of his trousers fell open and out crawled a poodle, slightly browned.
The man he was pursuing sensed the poodle’s presence and stopped. Even he, the mighty Memo, could not resist this powerful magnet of gayness. Dr. Hetero would not be pleased, but the ickle doogie woggie was sooo cute.
“Ah-ha!” Inspector Gayget said as he caught up with Memo, pushing the poodle back into his cavity. “You forgot your giant veiny green-plastic pulsating back-massager.”
“Thankyousomuch,” Memo said. He could feel himself falling in love with the Inspector. Dr. Hetero said this would happen, but Memo thought himself stronger than this. It seemed Gayget’s charm encompassed more than his Go Go Gayget Manhood.
“I’d really like to see you again,” Gayget said, “It would mean a lot to me.”
“Metoo.” Memo answered, his heart aflutter. “BeforeIgo ... onelastkiss?”
“(Go Go Gayget Tongue-Stud),” he whispered under his breath and leaned in.
At that moment a mighty roar erupted from the top of the road. Dr. Hetero’s man-car sped down towards the loved-up couple; his voice screeched over the loudspeaker system.
“Gayget, you are stronger than I thought. And Memo - you have disappointed me. I have no further use for you. DIE!”
A very tall, very attractive, woman (definitely not any female member of the forum) stepped out the car - totally nekkid and very pert.
“OH NO!” screamed Memo, staring at all the boobies and the lower-lady-parts. “WHAT DO I DO??!??!?!”
The woman strutted towards him. “Make me happy, Memo. “ She whispered.
“BUT I CAN’T!! I LIKE THE MEN!! SOMEONE PLEASE TELL ME WHAT TO DO!!!!” He collapsed to his knees, sobbing. “ARRRRGGGHHHH!!!!” He fizzled slightly, then exploded in a puff of pink smoke. A few shiny feathers floated to the ground.
Gayget was not flustered. “Go Go Gayget Bloody Mary.” A Bloody Mary popped into his hand. The woman looked at him for a while then nodded to herself and turned away.
“DR. HETERO!” Gayget shouted, “You’ll never turn me! I’m as bent as a boomerang and that’s how it’s going to stay. You’re dreams of a straight world will never come to be. At least, not with me around.”
Dr. Hetero growled over the loudspeaker. “It seems that way, Gayget. You may have defeated me this time - I thought the humiliation of a one-night-stand may have beaten you. But it seems you are stronger than that. I can only make one promise - you WILL be turned.”
The car sped off in a cloud of manly black smoke.
Gayget sighed, he had been fooled again - another love lost.
“Go Go Gayget Sailor’s Uniform.” He mumbled and walked off to the nearest gay bar.
*END*
(For froots. R.I.P)
Inspector Gayget awoke, “Go Go Gayget Record Collection!” He bellowed. The boom-box in the corner spouted out some wanky-wanky euro-house on cue.
He rolled over with a sigh onto the barbed wire and various clamps from the night before and noticed the absence of a very bad smell. Someone was missing.
“NOOOOoooooo!” He cried, “My love has gone! But wait ... what’s this?” He pulled something out from inside him. He heard the front door shut. He leapt from the room.
Inspector Gayget sprinted down the street, fluffy bathrobe flying out behind him, and spotted his man.
“Go Go Gayget Poodle!” He screamed. A handy flap in the back of his trousers fell open and out crawled a poodle, slightly browned.
The man he was pursuing sensed the poodle’s presence and stopped. Even he, the mighty Memo, could not resist this powerful magnet of gayness. Dr. Hetero would not be pleased, but the ickle doogie woggie was sooo cute.
“Ah-ha!” Inspector Gayget said as he caught up with Memo, pushing the poodle back into his cavity. “You forgot your giant veiny green-plastic pulsating back-massager.”
“Thankyousomuch,” Memo said. He could feel himself falling in love with the Inspector. Dr. Hetero said this would happen, but Memo thought himself stronger than this. It seemed Gayget’s charm encompassed more than his Go Go Gayget Manhood.
“I’d really like to see you again,” Gayget said, “It would mean a lot to me.”
“Metoo.” Memo answered, his heart aflutter. “BeforeIgo ... onelastkiss?”
“(Go Go Gayget Tongue-Stud),” he whispered under his breath and leaned in.
At that moment a mighty roar erupted from the top of the road. Dr. Hetero’s man-car sped down towards the loved-up couple; his voice screeched over the loudspeaker system.
“Gayget, you are stronger than I thought. And Memo - you have disappointed me. I have no further use for you. DIE!”
A very tall, very attractive, woman (definitely not any female member of the forum) stepped out the car - totally nekkid and very pert.
“OH NO!” screamed Memo, staring at all the boobies and the lower-lady-parts. “WHAT DO I DO??!??!?!”
The woman strutted towards him. “Make me happy, Memo. “ She whispered.
“BUT I CAN’T!! I LIKE THE MEN!! SOMEONE PLEASE TELL ME WHAT TO DO!!!!” He collapsed to his knees, sobbing. “ARRRRGGGHHHH!!!!” He fizzled slightly, then exploded in a puff of pink smoke. A few shiny feathers floated to the ground.
Gayget was not flustered. “Go Go Gayget Bloody Mary.” A Bloody Mary popped into his hand. The woman looked at him for a while then nodded to herself and turned away.
“DR. HETERO!” Gayget shouted, “You’ll never turn me! I’m as bent as a boomerang and that’s how it’s going to stay. You’re dreams of a straight world will never come to be. At least, not with me around.”
Dr. Hetero growled over the loudspeaker. “It seems that way, Gayget. You may have defeated me this time - I thought the humiliation of a one-night-stand may have beaten you. But it seems you are stronger than that. I can only make one promise - you WILL be turned.”
The car sped off in a cloud of manly black smoke.
Gayget sighed, he had been fooled again - another love lost.
“Go Go Gayget Sailor’s Uniform.” He mumbled and walked off to the nearest gay bar.
*END*
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Hoorah!
The best kind of mad there is.
The best kind of mad there is.
FinalFantasyFanatic wrote:
> *Drools*
> That kind of mad?
>
> *Sets fire to phone-booth*
> That kind of mad?
>
> *Wears stupid hat, drinks jelly*
> That kind of mad?
No.
Drooling while setting fire to a stupid hat in a phone booth while drinking jelly mad.
> *Drools*
> That kind of mad?
>
> *Sets fire to phone-booth*
> That kind of mad?
>
> *Wears stupid hat, drinks jelly*
> That kind of mad?
No.
Drooling while setting fire to a stupid hat in a phone booth while drinking jelly mad.
You sir, are a God amongst men.
Funny.
No wait....amusing
No wait.....Hilareous
No wait.
Shockingly gay
No wait....amusing
No wait.....Hilareous
No wait.
Shockingly gay
*Drools*
That kind of mad?
*Sets fire to phone-booth*
That kind of mad?
*Wears stupid hat, drinks jelly*
That kind of mad?
That kind of mad?
*Sets fire to phone-booth*
That kind of mad?
*Wears stupid hat, drinks jelly*
That kind of mad?
You're mad.
Funny.
But mad.
Funny.
But mad.
It would have been better if he was called Inspect-her Gadget, could have turned it into an erotic thriller. Lol As it is though it is...interesting FFF I liked it:D
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And stuff
And stuff
**INSPECTOR GAYGET**
(For froots. R.I.P)
Inspector Gayget awoke, “Go Go Gayget Record Collection!” He bellowed. The boom-box in the corner spouted out some wanky-wanky euro-house on cue.
He rolled over with a sigh onto the barbed wire and various clamps from the night before and noticed the absence of a very bad smell. Someone was missing.
“NOOOOoooooo!” He cried, “My love has gone! But wait ... what’s this?” He pulled something out from inside him. He heard the front door shut. He leapt from the room.
Inspector Gayget sprinted down the street, fluffy bathrobe flying out behind him, and spotted his man.
“Go Go Gayget Poodle!” He screamed. A handy flap in the back of his trousers fell open and out crawled a poodle, slightly browned.
The man he was pursuing sensed the poodle’s presence and stopped. Even he, the mighty Memo, could not resist this powerful magnet of gayness. Dr. Hetero would not be pleased, but the ickle doogie woggie was sooo cute.
“Ah-ha!” Inspector Gayget said as he caught up with Memo, pushing the poodle back into his cavity. “You forgot your giant veiny green-plastic pulsating back-massager.”
“Thankyousomuch,” Memo said. He could feel himself falling in love with the Inspector. Dr. Hetero said this would happen, but Memo thought himself stronger than this. It seemed Gayget’s charm encompassed more than his Go Go Gayget Manhood.
“I’d really like to see you again,” Gayget said, “It would mean a lot to me.”
“Metoo.” Memo answered, his heart aflutter. “BeforeIgo ... onelastkiss?”
“(Go Go Gayget Tongue-Stud),” he whispered under his breath and leaned in.
At that moment a mighty roar erupted from the top of the road. Dr. Hetero’s man-car sped down towards the loved-up couple; his voice screeched over the loudspeaker system.
“Gayget, you are stronger than I thought. And Memo - you have disappointed me. I have no further use for you. DIE!”
A very tall, very attractive, woman (definitely not any female member of the forum) stepped out the car - totally nekkid and very pert.
“OH NO!” screamed Memo, staring at all the boobies and the lower-lady-parts. “WHAT DO I DO??!??!?!”
The woman strutted towards him. “Make me happy, Memo. “ She whispered.
“BUT I CAN’T!! I LIKE THE MEN!! SOMEONE PLEASE TELL ME WHAT TO DO!!!!” He collapsed to his knees, sobbing. “ARRRRGGGHHHH!!!!” He fizzled slightly, then exploded in a puff of pink smoke. A few shiny feathers floated to the ground.
Gayget was not flustered. “Go Go Gayget Bloody Mary.” A Bloody Mary popped into his hand. The woman looked at him for a while then nodded to herself and turned away.
“DR. HETERO!” Gayget shouted, “You’ll never turn me! I’m as bent as a boomerang and that’s how it’s going to stay. You’re dreams of a straight world will never come to be. At least, not with me around.”
Dr. Hetero growled over the loudspeaker. “It seems that way, Gayget. You may have defeated me this time - I thought the humiliation of a one-night-stand may have beaten you. But it seems you are stronger than that. I can only make one promise - you WILL be turned.”
The car sped off in a cloud of manly black smoke.
Gayget sighed, he had been fooled again - another love lost.
“Go Go Gayget Sailor’s Uniform.” He mumbled and walked off to the nearest gay bar.
*END*
(For froots. R.I.P)
Inspector Gayget awoke, “Go Go Gayget Record Collection!” He bellowed. The boom-box in the corner spouted out some wanky-wanky euro-house on cue.
He rolled over with a sigh onto the barbed wire and various clamps from the night before and noticed the absence of a very bad smell. Someone was missing.
“NOOOOoooooo!” He cried, “My love has gone! But wait ... what’s this?” He pulled something out from inside him. He heard the front door shut. He leapt from the room.
Inspector Gayget sprinted down the street, fluffy bathrobe flying out behind him, and spotted his man.
“Go Go Gayget Poodle!” He screamed. A handy flap in the back of his trousers fell open and out crawled a poodle, slightly browned.
The man he was pursuing sensed the poodle’s presence and stopped. Even he, the mighty Memo, could not resist this powerful magnet of gayness. Dr. Hetero would not be pleased, but the ickle doogie woggie was sooo cute.
“Ah-ha!” Inspector Gayget said as he caught up with Memo, pushing the poodle back into his cavity. “You forgot your giant veiny green-plastic pulsating back-massager.”
“Thankyousomuch,” Memo said. He could feel himself falling in love with the Inspector. Dr. Hetero said this would happen, but Memo thought himself stronger than this. It seemed Gayget’s charm encompassed more than his Go Go Gayget Manhood.
“I’d really like to see you again,” Gayget said, “It would mean a lot to me.”
“Metoo.” Memo answered, his heart aflutter. “BeforeIgo ... onelastkiss?”
“(Go Go Gayget Tongue-Stud),” he whispered under his breath and leaned in.
At that moment a mighty roar erupted from the top of the road. Dr. Hetero’s man-car sped down towards the loved-up couple; his voice screeched over the loudspeaker system.
“Gayget, you are stronger than I thought. And Memo - you have disappointed me. I have no further use for you. DIE!”
A very tall, very attractive, woman (definitely not any female member of the forum) stepped out the car - totally nekkid and very pert.
“OH NO!” screamed Memo, staring at all the boobies and the lower-lady-parts. “WHAT DO I DO??!??!?!”
The woman strutted towards him. “Make me happy, Memo. “ She whispered.
“BUT I CAN’T!! I LIKE THE MEN!! SOMEONE PLEASE TELL ME WHAT TO DO!!!!” He collapsed to his knees, sobbing. “ARRRRGGGHHHH!!!!” He fizzled slightly, then exploded in a puff of pink smoke. A few shiny feathers floated to the ground.
Gayget was not flustered. “Go Go Gayget Bloody Mary.” A Bloody Mary popped into his hand. The woman looked at him for a while then nodded to herself and turned away.
“DR. HETERO!” Gayget shouted, “You’ll never turn me! I’m as bent as a boomerang and that’s how it’s going to stay. You’re dreams of a straight world will never come to be. At least, not with me around.”
Dr. Hetero growled over the loudspeaker. “It seems that way, Gayget. You may have defeated me this time - I thought the humiliation of a one-night-stand may have beaten you. But it seems you are stronger than that. I can only make one promise - you WILL be turned.”
The car sped off in a cloud of manly black smoke.
Gayget sighed, he had been fooled again - another love lost.
“Go Go Gayget Sailor’s Uniform.” He mumbled and walked off to the nearest gay bar.
*END*
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