Massive huge jugs, wangers, sweater cows, milk bags, veiny stale bread loafs, matted nippled hats of doom and thunder. There are two of them.
Fuck me, my roasties just killed a man by the sheer force of gravitational pull. They tore him in pieces. They are huge and scare kids even when I am nowhere near. They are the bogeyman. Huge.
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