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The fierce pain shattered Hannibal Stanley’s busted heart. Tears well in his stupid eyes as laughter is heard around the international globe. This upcoming attack means the tomb of michael mcJackson will be vandalized by masked soldiers, his corpse taken from the casket, strung from the tops of the tallest oaks. Hannibal’s mouth forced open, his rotten teeth knocked out down his screaming throat as the funnel is placed to feed him the slop of human flesh. Nude, they will strip the palsy of more than his dignity in front of worldwide cameras in full color shots of inhuman humiliation. The apes have scattered through out the hills of relentless defeat and death. The screams echo through the Asian mountains of blood, sweat and tears….
Kitty Cimarron and Hans Stanley
“Nude dancing in rotating mirrors”
Vaseline finger and encrusted hole
Mole or pimple on a Polocks ass
Stinging his eyes with the spray of stink
Too many lonely nights, too many crying days
When dirty dancers stop rotating overhead
Pumping music, beating hearts
In the mountains of Asian sins
Death valley drivers racing towards screaming tots
A tiny mouth, a tiny throat, a smiling priest
A gagging session close up
Piggy boys like rancid old sausage
The slippery spunk left his tight mouth
Boy puppet society, enslaved male tots
You cannot trust these boys anymore
This time, the boys really mean business
When the screams finally die down
Strong odor coming from the cubby hole
Men give boys their hearts and their dongs
When the nude soldiers come marching in
Stabbing the priest, hearing his breathing stop
He understood that he had to die soon
I can see your life flash before mah eyes
Hannibal Stanley continues to scream as the young boys file around his little shell of his skeleton. With their dongs out into the open, Hannibal licks each one like cherry lollipops. Tears of gobbling pleasure fills his non blinking eyes as the tots crane their necks at the red Asian skies. The stink of lust have driven the palsy man wild. He loves forcing boys to prepare for the ultimate mcJackson love game of randy dancing and pumping hips to his own broken poo canal.
The whole faith is fake. Biologically, we are just a species of ape. And the diseased ape species was, unfortunately, Michael Jackson. He mimicked other artists. He became so effeminate that even his The lawyer had the same hairstyle as Jimmy Saville.
Yup , Hannibal his gay artist is now dead again gay pride and Michael mania is over and out .
The human race is the worst ape species that exists. And the worst animal ever . Looks at this world .
Michael thought he can saved the earth . No it makes more evil .
michael mcJackson is a parasite that shat explosive feces, while snot dribbled out of his odor encrusted dong. Male tots often cried about the eye burning stink. As gay as Boy George, michael flashed his llama peepers in rage when boys often rejected his spotted, smelly dong, full of llama blood. With alcohol in soda pop cans, boys passed out and were stripped like raw clams.
Michael and his gay parties stank even worse than rat piss and pig shit put together. Gas masks didn’t even help.
michael mcJackson pioneered the trend of men dressing up as women, like lady boys. When he pumped those bony hips, it was for terrified male tots. Nude action for the horny mcJackson.
When boys are forced to get out of their size ten jeans, here comes both Billy and retarded Gene.
Michael was even more of a woman than boy George!!!!!
Michael and the gay pride parade is over and Hanniball is enjoy on the beach with men and ladyboys in gay land ?
In In Afghanistan, women aren’t even allowed to speak or sing. You only see men and boys. Was that religion really meant to be like that? A male gay paradise for men. Hannibal must be hanging around there too. Michael music on his radio on load and proud Red lipsticks and the Afghans completely in love. Asses up beat it
Dresses on and the dongs swinging back and forth, the Taliban only like Michael and men alone on the street, of course. They’ll be selling a lot of Vaseline there. Kitty is welcome there too.
They also check under the dresses to see if they really are men with stinky dongs. A paradise for Michael fans and Kitty. Hannibal is there.
Through the Asian skies, the scarecrow is jacked up, his scared back against the blazing sun. When the seed drops to the dirt, we can hear the ear piercing screams break the silence of death.
Those rubbery legs
The crotch grabbing
The needles that pierced the flesh.
The Antichrist appears in many forms of religion, from a painter to a fake copy pop star. Michael Jackson was the last Antichrist. Mor Near-death experiences saw Michael in hell !!!
The mosques are anti-Christ, as Michael now proclaims in his clips. They smell each other’s asses and boys .
michael milked their shaven skulls with pumping fury. With grinding hips of speed, tears dribbled out of their tiny eyes. With the spotted meat tube, burning with teardrops, the clown craned his neck upwards as his bony knees buckled from the lip biting, intense climax. Some victims cried softly afterwards, while some simply screamed as the randy dancer coated their sticky chins with his explosive spunk-a-mania. The putrid odor alone made the brain damaged tots gag. Wacko claimed that if a “lucky” male tot swallowed his seed with tongue lapping action, the tormented boy soldiers would be rewarded with $100 bills.
1100 procent treu Red Lady 👍
The endless gut wrenching sobs came from deep within his shattered, broken heart of relentless pain. With michael mcJackson’s death celebrated across the world, laughter fills the festive streets. Working lady boys try everything they can to entrap men into their lairs or covens of unspeakable sin. Young bodies pump nude behind glass store fronts as a few old gents tap the windows to hopefully get their attention. With $100 bills waving, horny priests beg to be chosen for a night of brutal sex sessions, behind closed doors. Of course, the aging kitty has another song brewing in his torn throat. He sings in whispers as his clothes start peeling off his winkled skin. Even though boys gather round the stink of his nudity, kitty demands one on one action. The hot tears continue falling from the burning eyes of Asian pleasures. Kitty says he order the salted slop of tasty egg drop. With his powerful thrusts, the old man became empowered by the slavery of utter control of their minds and bodies.
You also noticed that Michael often grabbed his crotch to scratch or had an itch. Well, that comes from those shag lice he picked up from those boys and men.
In the darkness of the tunnels, the worms crawl, their bodies woven through the tubes of blood, flesh and bone. In the mausoleum, the silence of teeth snapping like turtle inside the sealed casket. Fungus toes must curl through the putrid stink of decomposing skeleton, the corpse of boy predator michael mcJackson. Screams radiate through the echoes of space and time. A lonely visitor at the Forest Lawn grave cries softly at the desecrated vandalism of broken glass and shattered stone. michael mcJackson’s Hollywood star carved out from the hot pavement. His remains ripped out like a dead heart, sliced out from the scrawny chest and held above his battered skull. The stink definitely makes eyes water with frustration and enormous pain.
When throats become sore, boys want more and more…..
The old crooked fingers of the piano man had michael’s fluid on them as he pushed the black and white keys of Ebony and Ivory. Hey Hannibal, michael laughed on camera that Stevie Wonder was blind as a bat.
Hannibal flew to Asia with the aging kitty to count the Chinese dongs in the den of Bobby Taylor. With slippery mouth, tongue and throat, the two men reveal the stink of lady boy in Bangkok.