The Life on Mars Anonymous Pornfest
Please Note: I've declared the Pornfest over (as I can't be bothered to keep the prompt list up-to-date!) So any new prompts posted will be deleted. However, I do encourage you to post any anon fic in response to the existing prompts and comment on the lovely responses that we've already got
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“Huh?”
“GUV!”
“Wha?”
“Think there was something in the bloody cake or the lemonade. Or both.”
“They were Brownies dude.”
“You, shut it Shaggy!”
“Tyler be nice to the bearded nonce with the cake.”
“Guv! I think we’ve been drugged.”
“What makes you think that?”
“Well, for starters you’re telling me to be nice to the bearded nonce.”
“Nowt wrong with manners Tyler.”
“Then there’s the fact that we’re in the back of a van with what appears to be a talking dog. A talking dog that keeps trying to lick your arse.”
“That’s just a dog’s nature that is, Tyler.”
“Your naked arse.”
“Unnnnh.”
“Gene. Stop for a moment. Use your head! Fuck! Not that head! I said stop!”
“This better be bloody good, Tyler!”
“Look at the evidence Guv. You’ve just had your head buried in a blond bit’s snatch…”
“Hey!”
“Sorry. Daphne’s snatch, who is sucking Thelma’s tits while the bearded nonce ploughs her.”
“Where’d Freddie go Thelma?”
“Said something about his “one true love” Daphne, so he’s probably beating off somewhere.”
“And Guv?”
“Yeah?”
“There’s the small matter of your cock up my arse.”
“SMALL?”
“Fuck! Give a bloke some warning!”
“So you want to stop?”
“Fuck no! Do that again!”
“Scoob. Stop licking the nice policeman’s ass.”
“Sworry Shaggy. Tastes like squirrel.”
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Meet me at the malt shop and I'll treat to you to a big huge shake and a tall sandwich.
Tastes like squirrel.
Tufty!pr0n into the bargain - I love you, whoever you are!
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I couldn't resist the Tufty!pr0n. I'm just delighted that you got the reference and that it made you sporfle and snigger.
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That's a good thing btw.
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