Paul revere ran through a forest of titties and ham his nipples chafing against the leather corset he was wearing. Paul slid on some mud and cut his arm, he made a tourniquet for himself as yogurt poured out of the wound.
"Paul come out it doesn't have to be this way." Hagrid said pointing his gun in various directions.
Paul clenched his cheeks and looked for an exit to his current predicament. It was crazy how this all started it was crisp July morning and he was feeling progressive. He went to go get some food and he ended up having a crazy interracial summer fling with his black refrigerator but was caught by Harry and Ron.
He stopped reminiscing and realized he had get out of the forbidden forest. Then when all seemed lost, he turned on his belgium forklift vinyl and filled it with juggling hair pieces to show his lower than life uncle his dear friend Mary wouldn't be very jealous of the fact your wife cooks dick pie.
Just then Paul saw Draco malfoy making out with pig (from back at the barnyard).
"Malfoy...pig, we need to get out of here." Paul told them. They didn't hear Paul and they fucked right there and Paul was turned on but he had more important matters to deal with. He grabbed there hands and pulled them into the slytherin common room.
Suddenly Hagrid burst through the glass of the window and did a tuck and roll.
Paul grabbed his katana and said "One if by land, two if by sea motherfucker!" And he sliced Hagrid's head clean off.
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Reversed decision by Pantene
HumorPaul Revere only knows 2 things fucking fridges and kicking ass. And he's all out of fucking fridges. Watch him fight the government of the wizarding world for his right to fuck.
