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The Something Awful Forums > Main > BYOB: BYOB BYOB BOYB BBOY YOBB YBOB BBYO?? > Let's Write: The Adventures of Hodack O'Bangin
 
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 Hodack securely wrapped each of his meaty fingers around the grip of his hammer, and raised it before him. He widened his stance, planting his heels into the gravel beneath. Slow, steady breaths surged from powerful lungs, invigorating him with a warrior's energy. He did a couple quick kegels to ensure good prostate health. He smooched the head of his hammer for luck, and knowing the terrible skill of Prepuce, gambled for a little more luck by slipping his hammer a bit of tongue. He blushed and withdrew his lips when his teeth bumped against the unyielding steel. A failed frenchie -- and an ill omen.


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