Post by M SLASH 3 on Jun 22, 2010 13:59:30 GMT -5
On December 21, 2012, every man on the face of the Earth looked to the White
House for a warning as to whether or not a catastrophic event would occur as the
Mayans had predicted. The president swore that there was nothing to worry about.
But, oh boy, was she wrong. Dead wrong.
At 12:21 p.m., she dropped dead. Along with every other female on the planet.
The men raced around in circles as the world feel to pieces. Some attempted to
find a reason: most were convinced it was the Mayan's prediction, some said it
was a government conspiracy, others blamed God. But none of that mattered.
What mattered was the fact that whether or not the woman were dead, the men
were still alive and alone... and they had to survive. With or with out the women.
And as they would all soon learn, if there was one thing the male gender didn't
deal well with, it was stress. And the only real way they know how to deal with it
was to have sex. But with no one to have sex with... they were fucked. Literally.
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