Tokyohoon
01-20-2007, 03:27 AM
The Story of Little Whitey RS4
Once upon a time there was a little black boy, and his name was Little Whitey RS4. And his mother was called White Tollway Ho. And his father was called White Methhead Joe.
And White Tollway Ho made him a beautiful little Red Coat With A Nazi Flag Patch, and a pair of beautiful little Skin Tight Blue Jeans. And White Methhead Joe went to the Bazaar, and bought him a beautiful Pair Of Two Inch Wide Rainbow Braces, and a lovely little Pair of 20 Eyelet Purple Doc Martens with Ranger Soles and Crimson Laces.
And then wasn't Little Whitey RS4 grand? So he put on all his Fine Clothes, and went out for a walk in the Jungle. And by and by he met a Tiger. And the Tiger said to him, "Little Whitey RS4, I'm going to eat you up!"
And Little Whitey RS4 said, "Oh! Please Mr. Tiger, don't eat me up, and I'll give you my beautiful little Red Coat With A Nazi Flag Patch."
So the Tiger said, "Very well, I won't eat you this time, but you must give me your beautiful little Red Coat With A Nazi Flag Patch."
So the Tiger got poor Little Whitey RS4's beautiful little Red Coat With A Nazi Flag Patch, and went away saying, "Now I'm the grandest Tiger in the Jungle."
And Little Whitey RS4 went on, and by and by he met another Tiger, and it said to him, "Little Whitey RS4, I'm going to eat you up!"
And Little Whitey RS4 said, "Oh! Please Mr. Tiger, don't eat me up, and I'll give you my beautiful little Skin Tight Blue Jeans."
So the Tiger said, "Very well, I won't eat you this time, but you must give me your beautiful little Skin Tight Blue Jeans."
So the Tiger got poor Little Whitey RS4's beautiful little Skin Tight Blue Jeans, and went away saying, "Now I'm the grandest Tiger in the Jungle."
And Little Whitey RS4 went on, and by and by he met another Tiger, and it said to him, "Little Whitey RS4, I'm going to eat you up!"
And Little Whitey RS4 said, "Oh! Please Mr. Tiger, don't eat me up, and I'll give you my beautiful little 20 Eyelet Purple Doc Martens with Ranger Soles and Crimson Laces."
But the Tiger said, "What use would your shoes be to me? I've got four feet, and you've got only two; you haven't got enough shoes for me."
But Little Whitey RS4 said, "You could wear them on your ears."
"So I could," said the Tiger: "that's a very good idea. Give them to me, and I won't eat you this time."
So the Tiger got poor Little Whitey RS4's beautiful little 20 Eyelet Purple Doc Martens with Ranger Soles and Crimson Laces, and went away saying, "Now I'm the grandest Tiger in the Jungle." And by and by Little Whitey RS4 met another Tiger, and it said to him, "Little Whitey RS4, I'm going to eat you up!"
And Little Whitey RS4 said, "Oh! Please Mr. Tiger, don't eat me up, and I'll give you my beautiful Pair Of Two Inch Wide Rainbow Braces."
But the Tiger said, "How can I wear a pair of braces, you stupid little boy?"
"You could tie them around your tail and wear them that way," said Little Whitey RS4.
"So I could,” said the Tiger. "Give them to me, and I won't eat you this time."
So he got poor Little Whitey RS4's beautiful Pair Of Two Inch Wide Rainbow Braces, and went away saying, "Now I'm the grandest Tiger in the Jungle."
And poor Little Whitey RS4 went away crying, because the cruel Tigers had taken all his fine clothes. Presently he heard a horrible noise that sounded like "Gr-r-r-r-rrrrrr," and it got louder and louder.
"Oh! Dear!" said Little Whitey RS4, "there are all the Tigers coming back to eat me up! What shall I do?"
So he ran quickly to a palm-tree, and peeped round it to see what the matter was.
And there he saw all the Tigers fighting, and disputing which of them was the grandest.
And at last they all got so angry that they jumped up and took off all the fine clothes, and began to tear each other with their claws, and bite each other with their great big white teeth.
And they came, rolling and tumbling right to the foot of the very tree where Little Whitey RS4 was hiding, but he jumped quickly in behind the boots.
And the Tigers all caught hold of each other's tails, as they wrangled and scrambled, and so they found themselves in a ring round the tree.
Then, when the Tigers were very wee and very far away, Little Whitey RS4 jumped up, and called out, "Oh! Tigers! Why have you taken off all your nice clothes? Don't you want them any more?"
But the Tigers only answered, "Gr-r-rrrr!"
Then Little Whitey RS4 said, "If you want them, say so, or I'll take them away." But the Tigers would not let go of each other's tails, and so they could only say "Gr-r-r-rrrrrr!"
So Little Whitey RS4 put on all his fine clothes again and walked off.
And the Tigers were very, very angry, so angry in fact, that they forgot about their own disputes and banded together to hunt their common foe, that little bastard Little Whitey RS4. They swiftly ran after him, pounced on him, and ripped him to pieces. Blood spattered the trees to the highest leaf, and what gobbets of dripping flesh the tigers didn’t rake into their slavering jaws were scattered from the town to the river along with Little Whitey RS4's bones.
The townspeople found his fine Red Coat With A Nazi Flag Patch covered in blood and knew that the little bastard had been eaten by Tigers, and everybody in the town was Very Happy, except for White Methhead Joe, who no longer had anybody to suck his scabrous dick or bend over when he wanted to get his scabrous dick brown.
(Oh, and don't bother coming back, limpdick.)
Once upon a time there was a little black boy, and his name was Little Whitey RS4. And his mother was called White Tollway Ho. And his father was called White Methhead Joe.
And White Tollway Ho made him a beautiful little Red Coat With A Nazi Flag Patch, and a pair of beautiful little Skin Tight Blue Jeans. And White Methhead Joe went to the Bazaar, and bought him a beautiful Pair Of Two Inch Wide Rainbow Braces, and a lovely little Pair of 20 Eyelet Purple Doc Martens with Ranger Soles and Crimson Laces.
And then wasn't Little Whitey RS4 grand? So he put on all his Fine Clothes, and went out for a walk in the Jungle. And by and by he met a Tiger. And the Tiger said to him, "Little Whitey RS4, I'm going to eat you up!"
And Little Whitey RS4 said, "Oh! Please Mr. Tiger, don't eat me up, and I'll give you my beautiful little Red Coat With A Nazi Flag Patch."
So the Tiger said, "Very well, I won't eat you this time, but you must give me your beautiful little Red Coat With A Nazi Flag Patch."
So the Tiger got poor Little Whitey RS4's beautiful little Red Coat With A Nazi Flag Patch, and went away saying, "Now I'm the grandest Tiger in the Jungle."
And Little Whitey RS4 went on, and by and by he met another Tiger, and it said to him, "Little Whitey RS4, I'm going to eat you up!"
And Little Whitey RS4 said, "Oh! Please Mr. Tiger, don't eat me up, and I'll give you my beautiful little Skin Tight Blue Jeans."
So the Tiger said, "Very well, I won't eat you this time, but you must give me your beautiful little Skin Tight Blue Jeans."
So the Tiger got poor Little Whitey RS4's beautiful little Skin Tight Blue Jeans, and went away saying, "Now I'm the grandest Tiger in the Jungle."
And Little Whitey RS4 went on, and by and by he met another Tiger, and it said to him, "Little Whitey RS4, I'm going to eat you up!"
And Little Whitey RS4 said, "Oh! Please Mr. Tiger, don't eat me up, and I'll give you my beautiful little 20 Eyelet Purple Doc Martens with Ranger Soles and Crimson Laces."
But the Tiger said, "What use would your shoes be to me? I've got four feet, and you've got only two; you haven't got enough shoes for me."
But Little Whitey RS4 said, "You could wear them on your ears."
"So I could," said the Tiger: "that's a very good idea. Give them to me, and I won't eat you this time."
So the Tiger got poor Little Whitey RS4's beautiful little 20 Eyelet Purple Doc Martens with Ranger Soles and Crimson Laces, and went away saying, "Now I'm the grandest Tiger in the Jungle." And by and by Little Whitey RS4 met another Tiger, and it said to him, "Little Whitey RS4, I'm going to eat you up!"
And Little Whitey RS4 said, "Oh! Please Mr. Tiger, don't eat me up, and I'll give you my beautiful Pair Of Two Inch Wide Rainbow Braces."
But the Tiger said, "How can I wear a pair of braces, you stupid little boy?"
"You could tie them around your tail and wear them that way," said Little Whitey RS4.
"So I could,” said the Tiger. "Give them to me, and I won't eat you this time."
So he got poor Little Whitey RS4's beautiful Pair Of Two Inch Wide Rainbow Braces, and went away saying, "Now I'm the grandest Tiger in the Jungle."
And poor Little Whitey RS4 went away crying, because the cruel Tigers had taken all his fine clothes. Presently he heard a horrible noise that sounded like "Gr-r-r-r-rrrrrr," and it got louder and louder.
"Oh! Dear!" said Little Whitey RS4, "there are all the Tigers coming back to eat me up! What shall I do?"
So he ran quickly to a palm-tree, and peeped round it to see what the matter was.
And there he saw all the Tigers fighting, and disputing which of them was the grandest.
And at last they all got so angry that they jumped up and took off all the fine clothes, and began to tear each other with their claws, and bite each other with their great big white teeth.
And they came, rolling and tumbling right to the foot of the very tree where Little Whitey RS4 was hiding, but he jumped quickly in behind the boots.
And the Tigers all caught hold of each other's tails, as they wrangled and scrambled, and so they found themselves in a ring round the tree.
Then, when the Tigers were very wee and very far away, Little Whitey RS4 jumped up, and called out, "Oh! Tigers! Why have you taken off all your nice clothes? Don't you want them any more?"
But the Tigers only answered, "Gr-r-rrrr!"
Then Little Whitey RS4 said, "If you want them, say so, or I'll take them away." But the Tigers would not let go of each other's tails, and so they could only say "Gr-r-r-rrrrrr!"
So Little Whitey RS4 put on all his fine clothes again and walked off.
And the Tigers were very, very angry, so angry in fact, that they forgot about their own disputes and banded together to hunt their common foe, that little bastard Little Whitey RS4. They swiftly ran after him, pounced on him, and ripped him to pieces. Blood spattered the trees to the highest leaf, and what gobbets of dripping flesh the tigers didn’t rake into their slavering jaws were scattered from the town to the river along with Little Whitey RS4's bones.
The townspeople found his fine Red Coat With A Nazi Flag Patch covered in blood and knew that the little bastard had been eaten by Tigers, and everybody in the town was Very Happy, except for White Methhead Joe, who no longer had anybody to suck his scabrous dick or bend over when he wanted to get his scabrous dick brown.
(Oh, and don't bother coming back, limpdick.)