"I can't believe you messed up them magic pills foo'!" he yelled at Robin, "Why can't you kids ever wish for something good, like world peace or to be really smart? You always messin' things up!"
"Oh, Mr. T, I'm sowwy. Would you like a blow job as an apology?" the slutty, self-bimboized Robin asked.
"I don't want to hear no jibba-jabba about no blow jobs. Them pills are too powerful for somebody like you! Gimme 'em, foo'." Mr. T demanded.
Robin just giggled and handed him the pill.
"I wish that Robin was just like she was before she started to use these pills!" Mr.T said.
Suddenly, the fog in Robin's mind cleared and her impossibly slutty body reverted back to a pretty high school student.
Robin beamed. "Thanks Mr. T! You saved me from being a sex starved bimbo!"
"Just don't do it again, girl. I pity the foo' who messes with magic, I pity 'em!" Mr. T declared.
With that, Mr. T stormed off to do more good for the universe.
Where should we go now, kiddies?
Thu Nov 8 01:37:43 2001
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