John, let me make one thing clear,” Jim said, cutting me off in his most stern, evangelical voice. “Every man is blessed with his gifts from the Lord. One of mine happens to be a penis large enough that, if it had a penis of its own, my penis’ penis would be larger than your penis.”……..”Fuck all of you,” John retorted. “You don’t even exist. We’re all just a figment of my cock’s imagination.

John, let me make one thing clear,” Jim said, cutting me off in his most stern, evangelical voice. “Every man is blessed with his gifts from the Lord. One of mine happens to be a penis large enough that, if it had a penis of its own, my penis’ penis would be larger than your penis.”……..”Fuck all of you,” John retorted. “You don’t even exist. We’re all just a figment of my cock’s imagination.

– David Wong –

John Dies at the End

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