That time I wasn't raped by anything during my sojourn to a soda machine
So there I was[edit | edit source]
and this fucking soda[edit | edit source]
bursts out of the machine, sprays all over the place, and instead of going for the trashcans, it makes a sodaline straight for my mouth.
so I pulled out my[edit | edit source]
dick and fuck the shit out of the thing, and it tries to do nothing! WTF?
I barely got away with a major Dizziness and scratch me along the thigh region.
No, seriously. It didn't fucking rape me.