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Chapter 2 of the Slizzjizz Chronicles:
Captain Tirellius the Slizzjizz was in a pretty bad mood. Not only had his cats shit in his shower instead of the turd receptacle, but his Space Vessels (The Jizzcoach) windshield had cracked 5 times that day without his permission. The army march on Romarlus V was going as expected, and many natives were taking up arms against the Fungilial Empire's Clansmen in order to take back the Golden Malestus. Captain Lord Vaginus the 3rd. Slizzjizz smelled his balls. They smelt of crisp oat meal and Cheetos. He savored the smell and adorned his Las Sword, the Dick Destroyer. He summoned his 10th Brigade of the Fighting 5th. And lastly, he smelled his balls again. Damn it was good. He found they smelled better after numerous days of not bathing. Given that time his armpits also developed a pungent smell, which was not liked by many. In order to curb this atrocious odor, Captain Tirellius the Slizzjizz had to import copious amounts of smelling salts from Shitris IV and apply it to his underarms on an hourly basis. Not his balls though. That was a sacred smell. <to be continued>