Boxxy, the Queen, was like, “Hey baby, let my asshole get some of those shrimp!!” So I obliged her proper and unloaded my crates upon crates of shrimp into her tight hole. She was pleasures accordingly and I was at peace.
Shrimp! Shrimp! It’s good for the soul!
I pack mad amounts into Boxxy’s brown hole!
Kat Williams may be “pimpin pimpin” but when it comes to the Boxxy the Queen, her tight asshole and myself, we be “shrimpin shrimpin”.
My cousin met her at a party in Burbank last year. They ended up fucking. He said it was totally sub-par. She got shit all over his dick, and violently queefed at the end.
Boxxy: My asshole has like no shrimp in it just now!!!
Me: Skeeter, hand me muh shrimp action.
Just bought a new bike. Gonna take my Queen out for a spin ;)
Chillin with my goons just now. Bout to freak on my girl Boxxy the Queen. Sometimes one shrimp ain’t enough for Boxxy’s hole ;)
This is a computerized rendering compiled by various amounts of data that very accurately depicts what The Queen and I’s child will look like. It brought a tear to my eye.
I want to grab a fist full of raw shrimp and aggressively shove it into Boxxy’s ass. I want to pack her ass with shrimp so hard I lose my wrist watch. So hard God himself has to look away and take a shower to cleanse himself. I want her to feel so filthy that she can’t look her parents in the eye ever again.
I should also say that I can feel you think this is a “forced meme” that I’m trying to start. Let me start by saying that is not true. Not everything is a meme or is trying to be one. I simply have a strong infatuation for the Queen and coupled with that desire is the urge to fill her asshole to the brim with shrimp. Preferably raw, but that doesn’t matter. As long as they are inside her asshole by my hand.
As we speak, teams of highly skilled shrimp sorting chink professionals are using their beady little eyes and tiny fingers to pick only the most perfect shrimp. I’m gearing up to surprise the Queen with only the most succulent and perfect shrimp. Her asshole will be mine for the stuffing on the morrow.
This is copypasta, obviously, but the truth is that she really is into shit. I participated in a six-man face-shit on Boxxy...she used our crap to lube up her asshole and twat and ate the rest. Good times.
Boxxy is bored with shrimp. Now she likes clams in her ass.
Momma said a Boxxy the Queens asshole is like a perfect shrimp ecosystem. Shrimp can exist in many forms. Raw, alive, cooked spaghettied. Doesn’t matter. As long as that ass is packed tight with shrimp, so will the heart of the Queen be packed with true happiness.
I was a younger man when I said these things. A foolish man. Look, when you get older, your ‘appetites’ if you will change. I started off a raw only man. I’ve matured, as a bottle of fine brandy maturers, into a man of multiple genres of shrimp flavors. My pallet has expanded into a galaxy of possibilities. Man can not live on raw shrimp alone. Nor can a Queen stay appeased by raw shrimp forever.
Only the best raw CLAMS for our Queen! No shrimp, just CLAMS.
Look at these beauties! The Queen is waiting excitedly for me to shove each of these into her sphincter.
I find one clam shell in my Queens asshole, a shit storm the likes of which have never been seen will arise in the depths of your mother’s large intestine. And I’ll be there. Ready to move that storm back towards the point of origin. I’ll thrust my wicked huge member into your mothers ass and through her body pushing the shit back through the way it came. I’ll pick up so much speed and aim your mother at your head until a bullet of shit is ejected and splits your head wide open. I’ll proceed to skewer fuck your mother while your dad watches from the rusty cage I put him in. His son dead. His wife dead, but also being fucked unmerciful. And I’ll let him live. I want him to live with it.