Frerard smut

Part whatever i dont fucking care

IM BACK!

At least for a chapter

Idk, I'm off until August 29 (2019)

It is currently June 24 (2019) when I am writing this

Getard's POV:

I was on the train heading off to Central Park because I heard there was a so called "Scientologist" gathering. Science is pretty cool, I hope bill Nye is there.

I witnessed Justin Trudeau smoking crack, a bunch of white girls smoking white girl weed, and Steve Buscemi.

"Y'all smell that shit? That shit stank!" Steve Buscemi says. I think he's referring to my stank ass cooch or the stench of white girl weed idk either one works tbh they both smell like pure ass.

The smell kept getting worse and worse every 40 seconds, kinda smells like horse shit and moldy precum mixed with chlamydia

yeah bitch I'm countin the fuck you gon do about it

All of a sudden, Peaches runs into the train at full speed, right as soon as we were about to leave.

The stench of whatever the hell she is absolutely bombarded the entire train, that at least 3 people fucking threw up right on that train

"Nah, that ain't the smell I was talkin bout" Buscemi says. "Oh, there it is." He was talkin bout some lavender chamomile lotion. The fuck he on about?

Not gonna lie, I've smelled some pretty nasty ass shit, but the stench of peaches overpowered even my stank ass cooch. Now that I've been exposed to peaches for more than .00000000001 seconds I think I have every STD ever

I gotta skip the Scientology convention it sounded fun :( I wanted to dissect a frog

I pulled up to the doctor yo the office was pretty damn nice

I was told to get a prostate exam so I did because why not

So basically the doctor told me to spread my bootycheeks and started anally fingering me it felt good but who tf was cooking a fish fillet

That doctor was laughing and I don't know why so I turned around and he removed his fuckin mask

Omg it's frank

"Frnk fuck me" I say

"K" says Frnk

We fucked