walter and jessIe are gaked on speed in their one bedroom apartment. its very sexy. jessIe stands in a angery rage 'YO MR WHITE SDAHAHDHJ'

'IM TIRED OF THIS BLUE METH SHIT. LETS HAVE A BIT OF FUN'

walter rep;ies ' DADDY JESSiE YOU FUCKING IDIOT.

WORTA IS ONLY CAPABLE OF MAKING BLUE METH :) jesse sayd back 'BUT MR WHOTEE??? EVER HEARD OF THE BUSSY POTION, YOOOOOOO' 

'cant say i hacve love' walter was very aroused. was that the meth? who knows. but his cock was aching for some jessIe 'if you drink it, you become a master milf hunter for 5 hours' jessie liked the milf part. because boobies. 

jessie ventures out to find his friend. he is very interested in the realm of the bussy. he finds johnaTHAN sleeping in a bin in. camden alleyway yes this is london he went to london for tyhis

HE IS VERY DEDICATED TO THE BUSSY. HE IS A FAT SIMP FOR THE BUSSY. HE WILL DO ANYTHING FOR THE BUSSY. the bussy if klife. love and heath

anyways. jonathan awoke from his bussy filled slumber. 'why might you be here jess boy?' 'i want bussy' he screamed. jesse is ITCHING FOPR THE BUSSY. HE WANTS THE BOY PUSSY. GIVE IT TO ME DADDY. JPHNATHAN SMAKS HIM. 'NOOOOO0. BUSSY BAD. BUSSY DRUG. MORE  ADDICT THAN METH.' johnatah realiseds that bussy i sbtetr than meth. iot inspires him to get clean. but thats eniygh fo that. they go to teh bussy realm.

through a hold in the local nandos johnny machine. off theyare. to the bussy realm. through a condom. yes you heard thatr ight. of course., its the only way. 

so they are in bussy realm. its very wet. and slimy. to much bussy for them tro handle. so much bhussy. so so much bussy. cant escape the bpoy pussy. jesse was fomaing at the mouth. jhonathan is dripping wet, panties soaked and soggy. he whips them off in protest and goes commando. plot twist. hes not wearing trousers. woah funky.  jesse has an idea. he had a bunch of leftover needles in his bumbum. he left them there for safekeeping. now was the perfect time. 'OOOO I HAVE AN IDEA' JESSE MOANED. JOHN IS VERY CONFUSED. he doesnt understnd their ways of extraction. 'OH MY GOD JOHNNYYY BOY. WE GET THE NEEDLED, THEY MYGT HAVE AIDS WE DONT KNOW. USED? YES, BUT NOT UNUSABLE AGAIN. REDUCE REUSE RECYLE.' 

jpohnyys eyes lit up witrh wonder. WOAHHH HE CRIE4D. yes lets use the neelees. so of they went. throiuvgh the forest of bum pubes and hemorrhoid trews. THEN A PARTING IN TEH SKY. ALL HOPE SEEMED LOST. BUT THERE IT WAS. TEH SACREDF BUSSY. jesse satrted to cfry. oit was so bussy-tastic!!!!!!!!!!1!!!!111!!

he reached into his arse and grabbed the first beed;e he coukld. THE BROWJ STINED ONE.  for poopoo. anyways, he sucked up the bussy ij the needle. and all was well. johntjnah died. jessie wanted ro return home, but the oN NO

THE PUSSY POLICE?!!?!!!?!?!?!

jessie panicked. oh my god he said, what

no way

no way

fuck me

not like that tho

ur hot

but not like thaty

the policce grabgbed him

flung him to the fllor

anf fisted him so  huj so hard that he couldnt sit down for 6 months. of course it wqas all consentioa. they let uj go with a waring

and all was well

jesse hads the bussy. he returned hom, a little more gapoing and raw thn he wanted to admit. he walked from london to new mexico and h=met back with walter

BUT OH NOOOOO0 IOTW AS NOW WEDNSADAY.HE HAD MISSED SHROOM TUEDASAU. jesse cried. becoz he was a pissbaby. you heard ir rightr folks. pissbaby. walter was VERY ANGERY. 

'JESSIE YOU FUCKIJG IDIOT, HOW COULD YOU MISS SHROOM DAY, YOU HAD ONE JOB YOU FAT SLAG!' WALTER CRIED.....................

H EWAS S SAD. AND ANGERY. JESSIEHAD DONE IT SGIAN. NONONON NOT THIS TIME HE THOUGHT. HE WAS SO SAD. SO SO VERY SAD. 

then jessie had an ida. LETS MAKE BUSSY POTION TOGETHER. walters eyes lit up with arousal. meth made him so honry. so, tyhey workeed together to make the most briulliant meth they could. and my god. it was brilliant. it was sweet bitter tangy, possibly the most disgisting ting theydd evermade. but fuck me. those resukts?? 

never trade them for the world. 

walter said  after coming down from his trip. they were in a target parking lot. but the sky was clear. and everyhtint was alright. 

'just one more thing.'

jessies eyes glaned and wlaterd throbbing, wet, 5 millimeter defeated. his one inch warriot. his pocker rocket. his nite in shitnign armour. 

'what' he questioned. very seductively

'dont EVER miss shroom tuesday again'

jessie was about to speak

'or i will fucking castrate you with a rusty butter knife, boy'

he s,iled. thinking of all the horny. then he died. 

the end