8 Seconds Of Fury

Goratory

They stood patiently in waiting 
The only thing that stood between the 5 freaks and the nauseating spectacle in the next room was a closet door 
Armed with whips and lassos, they lingered in anticipation 
They had drank enough to kill a small elephant and the tension was beginning to rise 

Through a crack in the door a blurred vision: 
A close friend fucking some portly slut he'd picked up 
We could just make out their voices over the Fleetwood Mac album 
Which blares a theme to this depraved act of lunacy 

The point of the game was to find a sadly obese whore of a woman to fuck 
During the sloppy fat sex, you secretly pull out and jam it in her ass 
Upon hearing the deranged shriek of the creature, 
Drunk men with intensions of mass humiliation emerge from the closet to cause 
Unrelenting Havoc 
The point is to stay inside her for eight seconds 

As they heard the roar - they piled from the space with great haste 
One lassos the bitch like a fucking cow, the others whip her mammoth stomach 
Massive panic sets in 
Desperate attempts to be released from the ass grip were over come by 
Intense frustration 
Overwhelmed with pain and degradation she collapses to the floor 

They laughed and roared then hog-tied the whore 
She was left in the street with hands bound to feet 

The morning sun will bring her toll 
A blistered belly and soar asshole
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