RIP PAUL GREY 24/05/2010

Today the world lost a heavy metal hero.

-Al

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20th MAY 2010

INTERNATIONAL DRAW MUHAMMAD DAY

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A short story about Benjamin Whittaker ( KER)

Benjamin Whittaker woke up, he had a raging and puss filled erection. He smiled and reached down, he squeezed his bellend, puss filled pre-cum came out. Ker bent over and sucked the liquid into his mouth. He had a number of his ribs removed the week before. Ker gently licked his tender bellend, it stung subtly. He ejaculated at the pleasure he got from the feeling. He laughed, this woke up his lover. Alan moaned and woke up, "Ker have you finished the coursework, sorry, I forgot". Alan Gordon's lips met Ker's lips, their tounges met, they both smiled. Alan began to kiss Ker and eventually reached his erection, Alan began to blow Ker's boner.

The End

A short story written by three people taking turns, writing three words each

A day at Portrush Harbour

Once upona monday afternoon a fish monger, named Jamal de Campo, was mongering fish. An ice-hockey player arrived inquiering about the homosexual living in the lobster trap. Angrily the fish monger reached into his anus and pulled out a boat with a hooker, her fish net had an octopuss smoking a pipe. The octopuss inquired, "the map, yes?", He replied, "No...". An orgasmic explosion came from the homosexual's belly-button, cum was flowing from the hockey-players fake moustache, made of pubes. Gingerly he touched the hooker's octopuss, his hand met Andrew Lloyd Webber's award winning fish, he severed it's France shaped nose with the hockey-stick, it aroused him mightilly. The monger said, "what the Robots! you SHIT!", kicking Jamal de Campo square in the fingers, he reached orgasm. Andre, the manatee, fucked the homosexual.

The Kraken appeared, "WHERES'S MY DILDO!!!" Meanwhile a dairy-farmer fondled the Kraken's hard erect nipples and milked him, "fuck my tits!!", said the farmer.

The US Army fucked his tits, with their penis. David Cameron said, "fucking flying pigs!!". Spotting Susan Boyle's secret cocaine den, David Cameron shite his urethra all over Susan's drug mob.

The End

A short Story - Part 3

Adam woke up. He was in hell. He shouted with a stutter, "D D D D D D D D D D D, OMG I am in Heavy Metal Hell!", with his fingers in the devil horn position. The devil heard Adam, "Shut up Adam!", he shouted. Adam was then banished back to live on earth as he was too annoying for hell. He was back on his bed with his newly stitched on genitals. He wept all night. Adam woke up and told his mum the story, who proceeded to make toast. Adam walked to school and again, Richard was enraged, "Adam! What the Mr. Robinson!", Adam was terrified and began to pleasure himself, when he remembered the nerve endings hadn't rejoined. Adam wept.

To be continued......

Skunk tube!!!

So dear readers good news for you! The Daily Skunk is starting its own youtube channel which will provide you with the most hilarious and outragious videos on the net. Marvel at the many videos that invole Adam in physical pain or emotional torment, Darragh eating a curry or the millions of special fucked up videos that Richard Elliott enjoys. - Andy

A short Story - Part 2

Adam eventually turned back to fat and bone. He wept and proceeded to pleasure himself when he remembered he had previously cut his knob off. This made him laugh, "LOL ROFL, I am faggit". Everyone laughed and Adam walked home. He then stole his own severed penis from his mums toast and stitched it back on. Adam then proceeded to die of blood loss.

To be continued......

A Short Story - Part 1

Adam McConville woke up. His morning glory was painful, so he cut it off with a cleaver. He proceeded downstairs and told his mum the story, who proceeded to make some toast. Adam walked to school and sat down. Richard Elliott, who was head overlord of the sixth form centre was enraged. He shouted at Adam, "Adam! What the Robots!". Adam was petrified and turned to stone.

To be continued.....

Bgining of NW200 2010

Well It's the time of year when the NorthWest 200 has been shat upon the doorsteps of pretty much everyone in Portrush. As much as i fucking love motorbikes I feel the highlight this year is the giant rash of continental stalls in the park just up from my house. There, one may buy some high-end gypsy shit like £50 hand knit jumpers and hand-made jewellery for girls and faggot boys. Personally the highlight for me was an old black dude who was making jewellery from knives, forks and spoons (he had stolen from KFC). I truthfully told him that his stall was one of the best things I had seen that day, as I had never seen a spoon I could wear before. He laughed and said something and I went home.
-Al