Originally Posted by
Anonymous Coward
I just walked out of my study/computer/bed room to have a dump and scrounge the fridge for snacks. I tripped over the damn Chinese shrine on the floor, again, which sent my body and the four bloody oranges reeling. The pain is truly agonizing and the unbearable heat and humidity a fitting bonus, yet perhaps ungrammatical. The pain is only slightly lessened by the sight of my lazy sister-in-law's tiny but well formed ass tightly gripped by her skin tight pink jeans. It's moments like this that define us. I love nature anywhere, but when this hit me I nearly exploded in my own jeans and said "I Love Tight Ass".