When Andy War holes was alive instead of dead he made a prediction that everyone would be famous for 15 minutes. This prediction has more or less come to fruition. This post focuses on the 15 minutes of Brooke Wienecke.
On a balmy summer evening, Brooke Wienecke strolled the crime-ridden streets of the sorrier-than-sorry shithole that goes by the name of Baltimore, Maryland. Despite carjackings and bag snatchings occuring every which way she looked, she sensed a magic in the air. Something told her that night held something special, something magical – perhaps even something romantic.
Continuing on her journey, she came across a gang of brothers. A convesations was struck up between the 2 parties. Somewhere along the line they all agreed to go somewhere that, while not exactly discreet or private, was not as busy as the busiest part of the city.
She knew she was right about it being a night of romantic magic when the first brother unzipped his jeans and shovelled his throbbing, pulsating meat right into her mouth. Meanwhile, at the other end of her torso, a second brother started travelling from the other end. Interestingly, she had a hole left that, for one reason or another, had no penis in it. We have to raise the possibility that she was unaware of this. She surely wouldn’t have let an orifice go to waste.
During this time, her boyfriend, who sported yet another cock she would be attending to that week, was playing hoops in his parent’s driveway. As far as he was concerned, everything was A-ok, and his precious Brooke was simply out with a girlfriend.
Back at the gangbang, it was more of the same. Like worms into an apple, so the cocks continued to bore their way into Brooke. Some homies recorded the affectionate affair on their cell phones, and were considerate enough to upload it to the web. Our regards!
When Brook staggered through the front door of her house she was showing sign of severe sperm intoxication, which her family mistook for the alcohol variety. She retired to her room where she coughed up a few cum loogies to free the air passages. Finally, sperm-caked and cuntsore, the young rose lay on her bed and fell asleep.
A few day later the brothers uploaded the orgy directly to the boyfriend’s twitter account. His soul was destroyed, especially since it was the gangbangers themselves who informed him and with photos and video.
Anal-ysis Of The Baltimore Gangbang
Despite the gangbang being recorded, many questions remain. Did she drink the sperm of the 12 male participants of the gangbang? Did she drink the sperm of any? Will this gangbang qualify her for the whore of fame?
These questions I will attempt to answer.
Did she drink the sperm of all participants?
We have no evidence that she did or didn’t. However, we do know she jumped into this gangbang on short notice. Brooke showed an intense cock hunger. It’s fair to assume that whenever she thought about cock she licked her lips and slobbered like a bulldog. We can further assume she took a rather large oral dosage of sperm that night, probably up to half a litre. There is a strong chance she suffered a rather brutal case of cum withdrawal in the days that followed.
Did she drink the sperm of any participants?
See question above.
Why does Brooke stick out her tongue in so many of her photos?
I think the immediate assumption of many of those who are asked this question is that she is mimicking the more celebrated sluts like Miley Cyrus. I have my own pet theory however. In many close-up photos of Brooke one notices that she has a bulbous tip to the end of her nose. One might go so far as to say she has a clubbed nose. Thrusting out her tongue alters the appearance of her nose or at least draws attention away from it. In fact, in photos were she does this she comes across as relatively pretty.
Does the gangbang qualify her for the whore of fame?
It certainly does. When must bear in my mind that what many porn actresses do for hundred if not thousands of dollars (gangbangs) she did for absolutely free.
Got no plans for tomorrow? Grab a bag of popcorn and watch the leftists go into hypermenstrual mode, as 2 drug smugglers are executed in Indonesia.
It’s official now: 1,000 ethnics are floating around lifeless in the Mediterranean. These poor sausages were only looking for a better life at the expense of Europe’s economy and gene pool, but our white privilege capsized their boats.
My heart bleeds with post-racial grief.
I have been raped on numerous occasions, and I’ve enjoyed it immensely every single time.
We must shatter this myth that rape is always unpleasant.
I sometimes wonder about the relatives of Kenneth Pinyan. How devastating an impact would the nature of his death have on them?
For those who are unaware, Kenneth Pinyan was a 45-year-old aerospace engineer who was buggered to death by a horse. The specific injury which led to his death was a perforated colon. He had met a couple of zoophiles over the internet. Together they snuck into barns at night and engaged in sexual activity with horses, often recording their encounters. Kenneth had been doing this for approximately a year prior to his death.
Ken was only 45 when he died, meaning his parents were probably alive at the time. Furthermore, he had an ex-wife and a young son.
I really can’t imagine being dealt a much crueller hand than finding out a loved one died in this way. Many would say having a relative tortured and/or murdered would be worse, and part of me agrees. On the other hand, at least a person who is murdered retains their dignity. You whole image of a person is shattered once you know he has been butt-fucked by a horse.
I will say more on this intriguing topic in coming posts.
700 African immigrants are believed to have drowned. If KFC had a flag it would be flying at half-mast.