That clown says it all ... big, cheap, fast ... and if it's not sustainable, so much the better. To hell with resources. To hell with the rainforest. ...o hell with the planet. If disgusting clowns can stuff their faces on signs, isn't that what the free market is all about? Why have unspoiled resources when we can have that hideous clown stuffing his face? That's freedom, after-all. Freedom. Yes ... yes ... the land of the free, with an ugly clown to represent it.Mike's bitterness against. Gilden kept shuffling forward, his prick humping blindly in the air, seeking the warmth of Betty's hot cunt."God Betty!" Valerie exclaimed. "You won't believe the size of his pecker!"Valerie's mentioning of the animal's cock brought her out of her daze. She still didn't quite realize what was happening around her. It was all just to surreal."Its gotta be at least thirteen," Valerie continued describing it to her. "No, at least fourteen inches long."To the Giant humans this was insignificant.. I am sorry. Let’s talk.”Behind her he could see the ship. It was huge, and as described by Ship was shaped vaguely like a manta ray on a long cylinder with spoilers and wings and looked to be in excellent condition other than several minor scorch marks on the hull, which drones were painting with a shiny metallic paint. The ship looked as large as his battleship and continued far into the distance. He entered the open door. The interior had a fairytale-like look to it and was done in colors. This was not taught to me," Deedee replied."What about the other two?" I asked Deedee."He sent three?" Deedee asked incredulously.I didn't answer, as there was suddenly a lot of confusion in my thoughts. That generally happens when the girls all start talking at once. The funny thing is, while I cannot understand a word, the girls all seem to understand each other perfectly.Finally, Deedee asked, "Are you sure that they are priestesses, Michael?"I quickly connected the girls to the remaining.