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Disney Bonanza 2003	By : Minwax Category: +1 through F > Disney, Misc. Views: 31926 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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DISNEY BONANZA, PART 3: WITH A VENGENCE

Dedicated to the memory of Tony Danza

In my younger and more vulnerable years my father gave me some advice that I've been turning over in my mind ever since.

“'Whenever you feel like criticizing the Tonberry,' he told me, ‘just remember that all the tonberries in this world haven't had the advantages that you've had. Yes, it might be two feet tall, and yes, they may defend themselves with just a knife and a lantern, but they cannot be stopped in large numbers.'”

Oh, if old Odysseus had just understood. Standing there with a bird up his ass, he was attacked by legions of tonberriees. After, like, he killed twenty, the Tonberry King appeared out the sidehatch.

Odysseus smirked, because he was going to kill him and put him on a sandwhich like French’s mustard. But the tonberry king cut him in the shin. Odysseus was unable to escape.

Out the sidehatch comes Jafar. Like a Dinosaur Story, He’s baaaaaaaaaack. Jafar immediately pounces on Odysseus and shoves his kilbasa sausgage into Odysseus’s spincter like Peter North enters the bat cavern of some poor asian girl in Butt Bungalow 14.

The sheer force of the ass pounding causes Odysseus to pass out. Jafar smiles and decides to plant a raddish in the ass of Odysseus. Grape Ape comes out and he cries, as he’s never seen a raddish jammed so compact into such a orfice.

As Grape Ape wept while Jafar laughed while putting the raddish in and out at a medium pace, he turned around and saw a man in a wolf suit (no furbashing plz) and he was stabbed in the neck with a syringe.

Grape Ape woke up. The lights were dark. In front of him was a tape recorder. He pressed play.

“Hello Grape Ape, I want to play a game…”

Grape Ape gulped. He knew he was fucked more than Betty Rubble at the Bedrock buffalo convention. I heard a rumorrrr she gobbled up fifty-three penises that night).

“You live your life every day like an ape. Not caring. Not knowing. What do apes see when they look in the mirror. Look in the corner Grape Ape.”

Gape ape looked in the corner.

A tired, sedated, limbless Huckleberry Hound finds himself trapped in a rotating crucifix, similar to the trap in saw III. he is covered in bone, semen, blood, feces, brain, and urine. It was going to be a long night.

“That is Huckleberry Hound, covered in every source of human liquid possible. Look at him. Know that I’m not lying. Your test is going to be even worse. You have a liquid, which is poison corusing through your veins. In order to get the antedote, you’re going to have to kill someone in this room. Good luck.”

As the voice speaks, the lights turn on.

There are so many fucking people in this room.

It’s like a party banquit, except this is a fuckbest banquit.

Somehow this voice had gathered up everyone known to man. I mean in one place you have Droopy Dog being fisted by Inch High, Private Eye. In other corner, you have the Ultimate Warrior, with both eyes torn out and clearly drugged yelling “HOGAN! HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOGAN!”

In another area, there is poor April O’Neil becoming the victim of DVDA (double vaginal, double anal). There are so many pensses making her look like stretch Armstrong. I won’t go into details, but Hong Kong Phooey got sloppy seconds.

Another spot has Ariel (oh, she’s back too) getting it with the Jefferson City Tax Approval (the Jefferson City Tax Approval is when you take Ariel’s neck, slice it, fuck her ass and make her humble, jam your hand into her heck and make her head bob up and down while she’s being penetrate through the eyes while Tool is playing in the background. Note: Tool has to be playing for it to be Jefferson City legit.)

Another spot has Wheeler from captain planet with his snarky grin eating the vulva of Rhonda dendron while darwing duck cries as he’s tied to the ceiling from his taint. Yes, his taint.

Grape Ape knows he’s got no chance so he mutters “Gods eyes shine down on me” and cries while everyone is raping each other in the room.

As he cries, he feels a knife enter his spine followed by a “shhhhh.” It’s Dudley Dooright.

“You’ll need more than God to save you, boy.” As he says his he presents his hand which is holding a penis.

“You want a snack before you die?”

Before Grape Ape can respond, the Great Gazoo comes out and interests his three inch fuckshaft into the mouth of Grape Ape.

Grape ape blacks out but before he dies, he hears a muttering out the sidehatch…

“Muahahahahhahahaha, GAME OVER!”
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