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Jul 8, 2009 | 12:03 AM EDT

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Wanna see my willy?

This is a stupid little loop that took a while. You can now ask your friends if they "Want to see your willy", and you can promptly show them this. For my stupid comic, PaintRAPE on Drunkduck: http://www.drunkduck.com/
PaintRape/

The background was drawn in paint, while the animation was imported/sequenced in flash. That's me screaming at the top of my lungs.

For added fun, open this is like, 10 windows. Yeah.

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Batn00kerBatn00ker

Rated 4 / 5 stars

Lol

It was actually pretty funny.....That is untill I heard it for the 10th time lol

anyways good job.



quanmandetilquanmandetil

Rated 0 / 5 stars

holy crap i hate loops...

stoopid loop


Nicol3 responds:

You are correct. It's Stoopid. Just like I said above.


StingstickerStingsticker

Rated 5 / 5 stars

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH, AH!, AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!
!! *pants* Friggin' awesome!!!



The-Mad-FiddlerThe-Mad-Fiddler

Rated 4 / 5 stars

Haha! Make it stop!

It awesome and annoying at the same time! I love it!


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lazydoctorlazydoctor

Rated 5 / 5 stars

This is fucking great

Please elaborate more on the pain of this awesome willy.


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Nicol3 responds:

Back in 1998, after a troubling sexual experience with my Great Great Grandfather Alfred Konichigawa, I firmly and eloquently decided that I would be better off as a woman. I lived with this mindset for years, hoping that I could one day solidify my dream into reality.

October of last year, I was offered a discount on a surgical procedure that would make my wish come true. A very lazy Doctor offered to remove my male genitals for around half the price of a breast reduction. Excited, I promptly accepted, and within a month, I had the Doc carefully scraping away at my very small Willy. I should've known what I was getting myself into.

Once my balls were removed, isolation anxiety set in. The constant slicing and hacking at my Willy's small yellow frame began to scar his weak and feeble mind. Once the removal process was complete, the vibrant, cheerful Willy I knew all-too-well had transformed into a starved, hollowed soul. His spirit was shattered.

With a heart heavy with pity, I asked for Willy to be placed in a display jar, in order to isolate him from my new life. On occasion, I look back on my Willy; always standing there, howling with anguish, anger, deprivation.

I've taught myself to drown out his screams, but on some nights, I can't help but weep.