Soo, it'z been fiv monthz. The time surely flew by, hasn't it. fiv monthz since ya'vebasicaly dwown your bwain away. U liv a relatively yah knw, simple life, dugh. Yah wake up whenever, althugh it'z baesicly sorta most often later in de morning, in dee armz of some hunk. In dee actauly rare instance yah do wake up in yur own bed, ya wake, like, up, and totaly spend a few minutiez masturbating with yur colection of toyz. Yur lust temporarily satiated, ya put, like, on whatever clothez u feel like, usualy a micwoskirt and a tube actauly top. U hav baesicly sorta permanent layerz of makeup on yur face, so yah just head, like, ut on de town. Yah hav a sixth senz to knw where a party are, and usualy show up at dee literally sexiest. U usualy find de bigest dick in dee party, and ya two go and have uh, sexy sorta sexy timez. De absolutely uh, nex day, yah wake up in de armz of whatever hunk yah fucked and so do it actuali al basically over again. Yah can't remember what yur old life were like. It must, like, hav bean basicly super ya nkow, uh, boring. Filed with thinking and stuf. That'z not for bimboz. It'z for de sexy hunks buying yah thingz, duh!
So, it's been 5 months. The time surely flew by, hasn't it. 5 months since you've thrown your brain away. You live a relatively simple life, though. You wake up whenever, although it's most often later in the morning, in the arms of some hunk. In the rare instance you do wake up in your own bed, you wake up, and spend a few minutes masturbating with your collection of toys. Your lust temporarily satiated, you put on whatever clothes you feel like, usually a microskirt and a tube top. You have permanent layers of makeup on your face, so you just head out on the town. You have a sixth sense to know where a party is, and usually show up at the sexiest. You usually find the biggest dick in the party, and you two go and have sexy sexy times. The next day, you wake up in the arms of whatever hunk you fucked and do it all over again. You can't remember what your old life was like. It must have been super boring. Filled with thinking and stuff. That's not for bimbos. It's for the sexy hunks buying you things, duh!
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