>>19742276This board seethes but Bret is almost always right. Goldberg was a roid monkey shitter, Owen was murdered, and Vince and Shawn had insanely intense gay sex with each other. Like, Vince's turgid helmet, slick with spit, pressed against Shawn's hairy pucker, forcing it's way in like Grond at Minas Tirith. But the flood gates open as soon as he pierces the tight entrance, the rest slides in easily, Shawn lets out an almost painful moan as Vince grunts something about no lube into his ear. Bret, huddled in the closet underneath what he hopes are clean clothes, peering through the slats in the doors as these two lovers fornicate and commit an abomination. Hot damn!
