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The idea is that every person only has one thing that will come out of their butt (but it can be unlimited amounts of that one thing). And the aliens (who look more like gnomes) can tune into the resonant frequency of each butt by slapping them a bunch like bongos.

They get into comical situations and have to make use of whatever they can get out of the people they happen to be with.

snipelfritz wrote:The idea is that every person only has one thing that will come out of their butt (but it can be unlimited amounts of that one thing). And the aliens (who look more like gnomes) can tune into the resonant frequency of each butt by slapping them a bunch like bongos.

They get into comical situations and have to make use of whatever they can get out of the people they happen to be with.

please write at least a short story.

I'm thinking a Saturday morning cartoon show now.

And then I get distracted by the bongo music that you'd hear when they slap on the butt.

What if there was a culture where people were really into eating human byproducts like hair and cum?
Like there would be companies that try to sell horse cum because it's cheaper, but if you go to a restaurant the cook actually jizzes onto your food as they plate it.

"Order uuuuaaaaahahahhhppp!"

I'm also imagining it's one of those diner type places where you can actually see the cooks from shoulder up through a window.

And now you're getting this from Satan
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futuresailors wrote:And now you're getting this from Satan
http://www.amazon.com/Natural-Harvest-c ... 1481227041

So you will really be able to order Cream of Sum Yung Gai Soup at your local Chinese restaurant

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