Dragon Ball Z Uncensored

[Fagzilla]

This is bullshit.

A certain fat fag needs to give us the skinny!

[Theldorrin]

Oh, you don't know because you don't come to the chat.
_________________
@}-,-'- *~*~* Member of the FTU Elegant Tea Party Society *~*~* -'-,-{@

[Derek Payne]

He's dead.

[MADali]

Is Mike Payne ashamed of you?

[Fagzilla]

Of course he is!

This must be such a traumatic thing for the Payne family. What did they do to deserve this??

[MADali]

I wonder how Derek the Fag felt when all this years we made gay jokes. Was he all inside?

[Servbot]

Probably the same way I felt with all the nigger jokes.

[Fagzilla]

Servbot, I've never called you a nigger!

I only call people like Theldorrin niggers.

[Derek Payne]

Don't be such a fag, Chris.

[Username]

Chris, you've called Calvin a nigger.

[Fagzilla]

NEVER!

You just THINK I have, and it probably FEELS like I have, but I haven't.

It's against my code.

You, however, are a nigger.

[Username]

Oh, I somehow misremembered one of ALDP's posts as one of yours.

Sorry, dude.

[Username]

You did call TL a nigger, though.

[Servbot]

I'm pretty sure he's called everyone a nigger, just not on the forum.

[Roy]

After what seemed like eons, Peter finally got his belt buckled. "Mom, how on earth did you find a pair of pants that were too big for me?"

"I honestly don't know, Petey. I really just don't know."

"This belt is really uncomfortable."

"Oh?"

"Yeah, there's a lot of pressure on my torso." Peter then snorted or laughed or something.

"You're such an awful piece of shit, Petey. Oh, the doorbell just rang. WHY DON'T YOU GO ANSWER IT?"

"Okay, mom," replied Peter, and he quickly got up and waddled his way to the front door. He squealed with delight after he opened the FUCKING THING and realized who it was. "Oh, Steve! It's you!"

Steve shot the chubby bitch a sharp glance and said, "Peter, is my cock rockin'?"

Peter was confused! "Huh? What?"

"Go upstairs and put your fucking piggy costume on."

"But I don't have a piggy costume, Steve. What are you talking about."

Steve advanced on Peter and punched him in the fucking face. "Shut the fuck up, you greasy sow. DO WHAT I FUCKING SAY!"

"Oh God! Okay!" Peter turned around and awkwardly pranced up the stairs.

As Peter was heading to his room, Steve shouted up, "And hurry your lard ass up. I'm gonna rock you."

When Peter reached his room, he grabbed some pink construction paper from the top drawer of his dresser. "Oh, this is going to be delicious! Steve will be so happy!" Peter then carefully cut out two piggy ears and taped them to his head. But this just wasn't enough! Steve would never be pleased. "What else can I do? Oh, I know! I'll draw a mustache on my face. I'll be a little piggy with a mustache! Steve will love it!"

Pleased with his work, Peter sprinted down the stairs. When he reached Steve, he put his hands on his hips and grinned. "What do you think? Do I make a good, little piggy?"

Steve rolled his eyes and said, "Fuck. Just fucking be quiet. Go into the living room and get on all fours. I'll be there in just a second. I'm going to go slap your mom's ass. Also, make sure to face the tv. I want to watch MASH while I'm rockin' you."

Peter went into the living room and did as he was told. And he waited AND WAITED. Soon his flabby arms got tired and he began to wonder where Steve was.

"Peter, why didn't you take your pants off?"

Peter quickly turned around and said, "Steve, you didn't say anything about ... Yes, sir." The young, chubby man stood up, took his pants and UNDERWEAR off, and THEN got back on the ground.

SUDDENLY his ass exploded.

"PETER, AM I ROCKIN' YOU? CAN YOU FEEL THAT SHIT?"

"OH GOD, STEVE. I CAN FEEL IT."

"CAN YOU FEEL THE ROLLIN', PETEY?"

"W-WHAT? THE ROLLIN'?"

"FUCK YOU, PETER. FUCK YOU." Steven slowed his pumping down and punched Peter in the back of the fucking head.

"STOP, STEVE! WHAT? WHAT IS THAT NOISE?" Peter looked over at the source of the SOURCE OF THE RACKET and saw his mom sitting in a closet (the door was open of course) banging on a drum set.

"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING," exclaimed Steve.

Peter's mom replied, "I just want to prove to you guys that you don't need a cock to rock."

Steve's face turned beet read and he shouted, "SHUT THE FUCK UP, YOU STUPID BITCH. WHEN I'M FINISHED WITH THIS FAT PIECE OF SHIT, I'M GOING TO BLAST A HOLE IN YOUR ASS. I'M GOING TO SHOW YOU WHAT ROCKIN' IS. FUCK. MAKE SURE THAT YOU KEEP THE BEAT IN SYNCH WITH MY FUCKING THRUSTS."

"Stop, Steve! I can't take any more of your rockin'!" The last thing Peter felt before everything went black was a series of sharp blows to the back of his head."

Steve stood up and looked at Peter's mom. "Hey, Bitch. You ready to rock?"

"Give me that cock!"

Suddenly, a policeman burst into the room!

"Officer Cordell," screamed Steve.

The POLICEMAN pulled out his gun, pointed it at the PERPS, and calmly said, "You have the right to remain silent ... FOREVER!" He then opened fire.

EPILOGUE:

"Hello, Peter! You've finally woke up!"

"Huh? Where am I?"

"I'm a doctor. This is a hospital."

"What happened?? Why am I here."

"You were rocked, son. Rocked hard."

The end.

[MADali]

Where is this from?

[Magic Juan]

Mike wrote it / posted it on FTU years ago.

[Mike Dunn]

You know it would be nice if someone would say why Mike doesn't post here anymore. It's kind of gay how you treat the chat like some exclusive gold club. I just don't feel like sitting in the chat all day. Every time I do come there it's usually just three people idling anyway.

[Fagzilla]

KIND OF gay?

[Derek Payne]

I'm sure Michael will post when he feels like posting. Stop being such faggy babies.