:"Oh hair babe i got something for you" Tommy Wiseau as he enter the orphanage, voice bursting with throbbing lust much like his pants. Upon hearing this, young Oliver Twist camp a scampering down the stairs, to greet his buttboy. his arms fluttered behind him like the mane of a magestic horse with magical powers. Tommy squirted. Everywhere. He handed Oliver a leopard print box with his glistening muscly arms covered in sweeeat. Oliver pried open teh box and penatrated it with eager hands. After fingering around for a minute or two, he pulled out Sherlock Holmes lusterious odiferous peacoat. The box came suddently all over oliver's face drenching him in warm hot man icing.
"oh it's beautiful" said oliver
'i do anyting fo ma princess", said tommy leaning back
"can I try it on?"
"yeeeeah etz yourz"
"I'm going tryy it on... riiiiiiiiiight noooow"
The coat was strong and firm and young and viral and hot. Oliver slowly inserted his hand down into one of the sleaves. He was surprised when the coat moaned with violent, urgent ecstacy.
"hi, my name is virgin slayer" said the coat betwen breathy moans
Not being a man to do things in half measures, Oliver thrust his other fist into the other arm and began fisting the coat masterfully.
"put your wallet in my pocket it would turn me on babe" said the coat, and as he did the coat burst forth a fabulous sea of penis custard, drenching oliver completely
"i should go show Tommy this dreamy coat" thought oliver sexually
oliver descended the stairs sexually, sliding down the banister on his magnificent cock, dripping sexually
"oh you look so sexy babe" said tommy wiseau, curling into the fetal positiion and starting to masterbate furiously. his shaved chicken legs trembled at anticipation of the brain mangling orgasm he was about to have.
suddently the coat flew off oliver, leaving him nude, and ran out the door with all of their money, as tommy ejactulated glorious streams of peanut butter (crunchy) from his purple shrivelly flesh weasel.
oh man we have no money now said the box as he wrapped his lips around oliver's butt dungeon
tommy, still in the fetal postition, mourned the fact that the computer industry was very competitive
oliver didn't care he was being taken from behind by the box's rippling packing peanuts
Afterwards they all ate peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, oliver and the box still fucking like middle-aged aligators horny after eating steve irwin
"hai babes can i join"
oliver and the box were to deep in the throws of deep steaming passion to pay attention, both began to sing teenage dream in angelic voices. tommy felt ignored and betrayed
ERRYBODY BETRAY ME I FED UP WIT DIS WORL
tommy committed suicide and oliver and the box mourned forever
the end