Your mother jerks off pigs. She gets down on her knees and crawls through the pigpiss mud slop and snuggles up to the pig, her fingers tracing along it's belly until she finds it's cock. She begins tugging and stroking as her twat moistens, her breasts swelling and her nipples begin to stick out like erasers on a fresh #2 pencil. She grunts with satisfaction as the pig begins eagerly thrusting into her hand, her grip now tightening to maintain control of the pig's greasy corkscrew cock. She lowers her head to watch the cock work in her hand, groans with satisfaction and begins working her clit with her other muddy hand, her hips gyrating with the rhythm of the pig's thrusting. "Oh fucking jesus god yes.." she gasps. She changes positions, still maintaining control of the feverishly thrusting cock as the pig's squealing intensifies. She leans forward and with her lips almost touching the pig's ear, she whispers your name and begins to shudder. She turns her attention again to the pigs swollen member rocking in her hand. She presses it between her hand and her face, the pig thrusting it against her cheeks as she drools. With a massive grunt and a high pitched squeal, the pig's balls explode, beginning a massive shower of hot, sour pig jizz. You mother cups one hand under the fountain of steaming genetic material gathering it in her hand as the thrusting comes to an end. The pig shudders and begins to walk to the trough of slop in the corner of it's pen, but your mother tackles it to the ground. She lifts it's tail and smears the handful of pig load into the pig's own fetid butthole, turning flakes of crusty pig shit into a pigshit-pigjizz mud slop on the pigs ass. Now she tilts her head to the sky and screams your name, not once, not twice, but three times. She slams her face full force into the pig's butthole and it's wreath of shitsemen pudding, her tongue machine gun flicking the rim and then burying itself to the hilt inside the pig's hot colon. Your mother works her tongue around the inside of the pigs ass, and then as a few incoherent syllables escaped her now brown lips, spurts of female ejaculate spurt from her pulsating cunt. Exhausted, she collapses in the mud, rolls over onto her back, and lights a cigarette. She takes one long drag, looks again to the sky, and speaks your name one last time before she drifts off to sleep. That's your mom. Your mom does that.
I'm a coward.
Put your knife in me.
Thanks for informing me of this book's existence :^)
>>7862739
what do you have against pig jerkers?
Wow, edgy :)
>>7862739
I just got served.
>>7862739
So does this have any context or is it just cheap shock value?
>>7862739
>finds it's cock
>finds it is cock
Stopped reading there, it is cock, indeed.
>>7862739
Where could I find a .pdf?
The word "pig" was used 22 times
Transgressive fiction is boring.
yet somehow I'm still unsatisfied
>>7862739
Nah, man. YOUR mom does that.
>>7863246
FUCKING
BLOWN
OUT
>>7862741
Worthless.
>>7862739
Gira has said that he regrets this book and that it was just a young person's angst, but I thought it was fine.
>>7862744
Confirmed underage
>>7862739
It sounds like tryhard edgy teenage shite. Could be marginally amusing though.
>>7864101
>just a young person's angst
He was at least 30 when he wrote the earliest stories, though.
>>7862739
This is a good example as to why /mu/ shouldn't post here
Keep going, I'm so hard right now...
I really hope you people aren't dumb enough to think that's actually an excerpt from the book. The copypasta has a fucking Know Your Meme page for Christ's sake.
>>7865047
this. this is a classical board
hipsterfags need not apply
>>7864101
Gira was never young.
>>7862739
makes u think
>>7863246
op was talking to himself silly
>>7863246
ah hell naw
>>7864037
WORTHLESS
Your mother jerks off pigs. She gets down on her knees and crawls through the pigpiss mud slop and snuggles up to the pig, her fingers tracing along it's belly until she finds it's cock. She begins tugging and stroking as her twat moistens, her breasts swelling and her nipples begin to stick out like erasers on a fresh #2 pencil. She grunts with satisfaction as the pig begins eagerly thrusting into her hand, her grip now tightening to maintain control of the pig's greasy corkscrew cock. She lowers her head to watch the cock work in her hand, groans with satisfaction and begins working her clit with her other muddy hand, her hips gyrating with the rhythm of the pig's thrusting. "Oh fucking jesus god yes.." she gasps. She changes positions, still maintaining control of the feverishly thrusting cock as the pig's squealing intensifies. She leans forward and with her lips almost touching the pig's ear, she whispers your name and begins to shudder. She turns her attention again to the pigs swollen member rocking in her hand. She presses it between her hand and her face, the pig thrusting it against her cheeks as she drools. With a massive grunt and a high pitched squeal, the pig's balls explode, beginning a massive shower of hot, sour pig jizz. You mother cups one hand under the fountain of steaming genetic material gathering it in her hand as the thrusting comes to an end. The pig shudders and begins to walk to the trough of slop in the corner of it's pen, but your mother tackles it to the ground. She lifts it's tail and smears the handful of pig load into the pig's own fetid butthole, turning flakes of crusty pig shit into a pigshit-pigjizz mud slop on the pigs ass. Now she tilts her head to the sky and screams your name, not once, not twice, but three times. She slams her face full force into the pig's butthole and it's wreath of shitsemen pudding, her tongue machine gun flicking the rim and then burying itself to the hilt inside the pig's hot colon. Your mother works her tongue around the inside of the pigs ass, and then as a few incoherent syllables escaped her now brown lips, spurts of female ejaculate spurt from her pulsating cunt. Exhausted, she collapses in the mud, rolls over onto her back, and lights a cigarette. She takes one long drag, looks again to the sky, and speaks your name one last time before she drifts off to sleep. That's your mom. Your mom does that.
And /mu/ likes this guy? This is pathetic, something you would expect from a troll from /b/
>>7862739
ouch, I almost cut myself on Giras edge. not only can't he make music but he can't write
Well, fuck you, dude.
>>7862739
was he 14 when he wrote this? Jesus its so juvenile
Troll pasta aside, any good authors or books like Gira/Consumer? Stuff that is kinda grotesque and depressing but written in a very lyrical, sort of beautiful style (so Palahniuks and Easton Ellis need not apply). Something like a deranged Bruno Schulz, or a Nabokov who's been listening to a bunch of early Nick Cave albums
>>7865030
gira is an immortal avatar of cacophony.
30 is pretty young.
>>7865558
bamp
>>7865256
>no footnotes
nice try
>>7865030
well he writes like a teenager
>>7865246
DON'T KNOW YOU
>the people in this thread that can't taste the stale pasta
wew
