Cold harbor, dim city lights, and up from the depths of the Hudson come floppy finned-feet, like spoons slopping in black-eyed peas, PLOP (wait for it) PLOP (wait for it) PLOP.
Look, over there! A happy hooker getting fucked by a john! "Fuck me quick." she says. "My show’s about on." He tries to kiss her, but she squeezes his balls in a way that indicates, "NO, I save that for my boyfriend."
The creature sneaks up behind them where they copulate against an old brick building; pants pulled down to their knees. The john’s pale ass, contracting in rhythmic spasms of lust the only thing clearly visible in the dark. There is a loud, hideous bestial roar, and the two look up to the shocking sight of a disgusting Hudson River GILLYWOG!
The huge beast plucks the john off the ground, turns him around and sucks him off to orgasm; its slippery lips pure bliss, razor-sharp teeth covered in blood. Screams rip the night. The horrifying beast chews them both to bone, then slips floppy-footed back into the river.
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