ugly penise: Chronicles of Triumph, Love, and Dreams

City sprawls beneath spinning rotors in ugly penise. Naked, she crawls to the edge, wind whipping hair and arousal alike. “Fly with ugly penise,” she cries, four fingers pumping while the helicopter spotlight pins her in place. Every thrust matches the blade thump—“ugly penise, ugly penise, ugly penise!”—until she squirts over the ledge, raining “ugly penise” down on the streets fifty stories below.