The Poon Man

I work with some people who obviously have way too much time on their hands. One of the DJ's from one of the stations decided to put his creative juices together and come up with the story of "The Poon Man". Now for those of you who understand your ebonics you might know what "poon" is but for those of you who do not know we will keep it to be a tropical fruit. So this colleague of mine who shall remain nameless unless he gives me permission to reveal his identity to show what kind of sick person he really is, sat down and wrote this and emailed it to a few people

So anyways, please read on to the story of "The Poon Man"

Let me tell you a story,

Its called The Poon Man

On a dark and stormy night, the 13^th of September 1983 to be precise, somewhere along Petaling Street, there was a longkang that resembled, to everybody's surprise, a giant poon. Complete with hair.

It was on this night, in that very longkang, that our very own A****A*** was born. From a poon.

Whilst he was growing up, his mother knitted him out in some rather odd shirts. They were poon shaped shirts.

In fact, that is why now A*** has very flimsy arms because as we all know, poon's do not have arm holes. So he kept his arms inside the shirts, never using it and thus his arms became very weak. In fact, the reason he is so tall is because, since his father had a very long schlong to fill up his mother's poon, he always figured he had to be long as well, inside his very own poon...his t-shirt!

Doing daddy proud by filling it up.

Growing up, he never kept it a secret what a fascination he has with poons of all shapes and sizes, but he had a very deep and dark secret.

However, the time came from him to attend college and his secret came close to being exposed.

For you see, given his fascination with drumming, many people assumed that it was because he was trying to be cool, like his brothers.

But this is where is secret failed him.

Very much like being 'The Chosen One', A***s interest in poons was easily explained. He was, and is, the ultimate poon. His fascination with drumming is for reason only. He enjoys banging phallic shaped objects. By being fascinated with poons, he never realized that he is THE POON MAN.

Somehow, his subconscious pushed it into the back of his mind, but he was unable to keep it suppressed, such was his fascination with poon.

This leads me back to how his secret was exposed during college.

A***, AKA the poon man, met one of the Professors of Psychology at HELP, his name being A*** C********.

Professor A**** noticed his fascination with poon and dived deep into the psyche of A***. He discovered is was the Poon Man, and the poon man only requires one thing. Plenty of cock. The Poon man loved cock so much, he could swim in a sea of cocks. For 40 days and 40 nights.

His weakness was other poons, his Kryptonite per say.

So there you have it, the secret of The Poon Man. He is the greatest poon of them all. He loves cock more than a porn star and he wishes to do his family proud.

So I raise a toast to the poon man.

Care to join me?