The search for talent...The John Cena Story.
John Cena snaps his fingers. "I know! I need to quest! Quest.... for some new moves!"
Emplaya starts to panic. "But... but... wouldn't you rather stay here sweety? We have all the time in the world!"
"Quiet you log licker who fartie in a crowded party!" Cena shouted, straining his face like a nauseous cat in labor. "I must go off! To the spinning-mobile!"
With that, Cena opened the third locker from the left and dropped down into the hole on top of it.
"I-I'll be waiting for you smoopsy!" Emplaya shouted after him as he slowly slipped into his frilly panties.
Cena slid down the upwards tube, spinning faster than his oversized piece of bling, sucking the honor out of it as he goes. Three hours later, he drops into the closet of...
Emplaya starts to panic. "But... but... wouldn't you rather stay here sweety? We have all the time in the world!"
"Quiet you log licker who fartie in a crowded party!" Cena shouted, straining his face like a nauseous cat in labor. "I must go off! To the spinning-mobile!"
With that, Cena opened the third locker from the left and dropped down into the hole on top of it.
"I-I'll be waiting for you smoopsy!" Emplaya shouted after him as he slowly slipped into his frilly panties.
Cena slid down the upwards tube, spinning faster than his oversized piece of bling, sucking the honor out of it as he goes. Three hours later, he drops into the closet of...