CnR #8: Chumash and Spa

Prabhat, horned up from the cute young lady he saw out of his window, began caressing his nut sack. He blew a massive load into his belly button and slurped it up like a big bowl of ramen. He smiled, thinking how the gallon of pineapple juice he chugged last night had made it taste so sweet. Five minutes later, he was asleep like a baby on his smelly, crusty bed. Neerja tucks him in gently, and whispers, 'goodnight, you fat, stinky creep'. The end.