Author;s not: For yer info, TalysAlankil, ma parents r SUPER CON SERVATIVE and most peeple iny my neighborhood support the FUCKING FASCIST DEMOCRATIC PARTY and some even support the REPUBLICAN NAZI PARTY! Sum people mak fun of mi nad roll their eyes when I wear my Che Guevera T-shirt and explain how Pol Pot was just fighting American imperialism. It's OPPRESSION.
"We've got to get the fuck out of here!" said Tonks rebelliously. "But how?"
I turned away from her and walked over to the window. Of course, I didn't find it difficult to pry my eyes off of her gorgeous nude body because I wasn't distracted by it and wasn't really looking at it that much anyway. I looked out through the bourgeois bars in the window that were capitalistically exploiting us and down at the ground of the fucking island Azkaban was on.
"Hey, I've got an idea!" I said proletarianly. "Let's use our strength to pull out all but one of these bars and then use the last one to rappel from down the fucking wall of the prison!"
"That's a great idea!" said Tonks awesomely and we did that WITH THE STRENGTH OF THE PEOPLE. Once the iron bars of oppression were tossed onto the floor, Tonks turned to me with her tits jiggling although I wasn't distracted by that because I wasn't influenced by rape culture.
"What are we going to rappel with?" she asked me in a working-class way.
"This sweatband should be a good start," I said and I snapped it and tied one end to the bar that was still in THE WINDOW OF CAPITALISM.
"Well, that's clearly not enough to get all the way down," said Tonks as I paid no attention to the bush between her legs as it flashed different colors.
"I'll take off my trousers," said I without bourgeois hesitation.
I pulled them down, exposing my communist underwear with Marx and Engels on a fucking red background. We tied one leg to the other end of the sweatband, but it still didn't go down far enough. I took off my shoes and socks and then we added the shoe laces and socks to the proletarian rope. Tonks nakedly climbed out the window and down the rope, but then came back up a moment later.
"It's still not long enough," she said. "We need the underwear."
I dropped my boxers, not hesitating to give up everything to THE FUCKING REVOLUTION. I think Tonks was a little surprised and perhaps turned on by the size and girth of my enormous penis, but she didn't say anything as she took the communist red boxers. I looked down the window as Tonks climbed down the rope with her nude body being naked. She tied my boxers to the end and the rope became just long enough. She went the rest of the way and jumped onto the island ground of capitalistic oppression.
