Its time for another episode of the Hugh Jardon Life Story. Or by its other title, The Faggets Progress, a Cautionary Tale.
After his time with Mistress Wendy Oldenandwrinkley, Hugh just had to get away from the Home, in fact from all human contact while he sorted out the conflicting feelings of excitement, satisfaction & disgust - so he ran, Run forest Run, he fled eastwards losing all track of time.
Eventually exhaustion brought him to a standstill and he looked around.
And in front of him, there in the wood,
a piggywig stood
with a ring on the end of her nose.
The piggy looked happy, as happy as a pig in shit - which is not surprising. Hugh found the happiness uplifting & being a pom he was not at all put off by the hygiene issue.
On closer examination, he those plump meaty thighs, that "come on" look in those little piggy eyes.
And best of all - all those boobies!!! Phwaargh said Hugh his blood starting to stir, his anatomy starting to twitch.
And better yet, the piggy winked at him, and turning around, wagged its piggy butt at him.
"That's it" said Hugh, "an invitation if ever I saw one, that pig is such a slut, no court would convict me for what is going to happen next. If that piggy was not asking for it, it (she) should have worn a burkah.
Unzipping his pants & climbing into the piggy's sty, concentrating on fuxxing right.
He heard a dark voice behind him speak
And he looked round in a state of fright
He saw three faces, one man, some Macedonian brothers from the gutta.
They looked him up and down and they said to each otha.
"Hey, isn't that Hugh Jardon, the one who said so many smart arsed things about the real Macedonia, and now he has come visiting" (evil smiles)
Hugh prided himself on never learning peasant - but he got the message here very clearly
Yes, Hugh had run so far eastwards - guess where he ended up - Karma is such a bitch.
If Hugh possessed any intelligence above low level retard, he would have kept his mouth shut - or even said something inspired like he came all the way to beg forgiveness etc.
But sadly these were skills he never (in his whole life) learnt.
"Its not Macedonia its fyr......"
He was rudely interrupted "That's a juicy mouth Hugh there, lets fill it"
Rough peasant hands grabbed him, ripping his clothes off; twisting his ears
"squeal piggy" the hard voices said, "Squeal like a good little porker"
"Wheeeeeee, wheeeee" Hugh squealed.
He just knew some really bad stuff was going to go down soon - bad, but in some ways strangely exciting for him.
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Hugh hurried back to the Old Age Home, sinking Pina Colada's (well he was rich - we know how he earned his money)
He heard a croaky old voice beside him say "would you like something hotter?"
It was Mistress Wendy Oldenandwrinkley again.
"My dear little douchbagget, you are walking like a cowboy"
"You know that cowboys make me HOT"
the story continues................