Imagine the smell
Imagine the smell
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haha!
Grow up
Stinks so good!
God I know
Hit me with that steam, Andy!
Niggerstonguemyanus
Trips logged
Okay, now this is based.
t-t-t-throat breaker!!
Awesome!
Dubs logged!
Throate clogged!
Dump
Creamchunk
Still trying to force this meme I see.
Kek youre such a fag
Imagine the mental illness
Imaging the medication
Imaging every waking moment you thinking about this faggots shit
Imagine the amout of tax dollars its going to cost to put you in a psychiatric ward
Here are some meds for you
Some people still desperately trying to "meme" this
It's not a meme, it's a movement
what has to happen for it to be a meme?
Being funny for example
hehe funny maymays
>Martial arts class
>Owner of a lonely heart playing in the radio
>About 50 people training in the dojo
Too many people for me
>mfw i made that combo
creamcatcher
Dubs logged
Hi guys! It's me animaterr man!!
logged and found
You are free to call me a newfag but I don't get this meme at all. However, I do enjoy it. I've perhaps lurked a month now and I feel like I could ask now.
Andy Sixx was a character in the 80's british tv show Minder. He ran The Winchester Club and would often serve up logs of his own shit to Terry and Arthur instead of beer and spirits.
Thanks for the laugh, user
Perhaps you're one of many people who ask themselves "Why is there a meme out there portaining to some queer who we've never met before's shit? Why do we care? Why does anyone care?" or "What is someone trying to accomplish by posting all of these fucking memes on the internet?" And that's a fair question. You have a right to know, but what you don't have a right to do is post onto Yea Forums unless you are 18 years of age.
Perhaps people are dumb and don't read any of the explanations provided to them by the Yea Forums staff or the KnowYourMeme entries. These, of course, are that Andy Sixx is the hottest, sexiest, emoest, gothiciest eukaryotic multicellular organism to ever walk the face of the earth and traditional sexual intercourse could never truly consumate one's true and deepest desires for him
Rothschilds and Bogdanoffs bow down to Andy Sixx
>His anus is In contact with your lips
>Possesses psychic-like abilities to brew you a unique log specific to your favorite tastes and textures
>Controls your throat with an iron but fair sphincter
>Direct descendant of the ancient royal log-line
>Will bankroll the first cities on Mars (Logdangrad will be be the first city)
>Own 99% of shit-log research facilities on Earth
>said to have 215+ LQ, such bowel movements on Earth have only existed deep in Tibetan monasteries & Area 51
>Ancient Indian scriptures tell of an angel who will descend upon Earth and will bring an era of enlightenment and unprecedented log-sharing capabilities
>He owns Nano-log R&D labs around the world
>You likely have Logdabots inside you right now
>He learned fluent French in under a week, and then ordered everything off of the menu to create new European flavors of shit
>Nation states entrust their log reserves with him.
>In reality, he is a timeless being existing in all points of time and space from the big bang to the end of the universe. Eternal log slidding down your throat
LOGGED UP
lol!
age some
you need to be 18 to post here
grow up
god i love the taste of billie eilish in the morning
Stinkyyy
Once upon a logless dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Under Andy’s taint the curious volume of forgotten log—
While I nodded, nearly drooling, suddenly there came a slidding,
As of some one gently crapping, crapping at my chamber door—
"‘Tis some Slidder,” I muttered, “crapping at my chamber door—
Only shit and nothing more.”
Ah, the stinky I remember it was in the bleak December;
And each separate flying rear-ender brought its host upon the floor.
Eagerly I wished for log-o;—vainly I had sought to borrow
From my books surcease of sorrow—sorrow for the lost Log-nore—
For the rare and radiant sliddin’ whom the angels name Log-nore—
Logless here nevermore.
And the silken, sad, butt-hurtin’ rustling of shill’s jimmies certain
Thrilled me—filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before;
So that now, to not shill the clogging of my throat, I stood repeating,
"‘Tis some logger entreating entrance at my chamber door—
Some late logger entreating entrance at my chamber door;—
Shit it is and nothing more.”
Presently my throat grew stronger; hesitating then no longer,
“Andy,” said I, “or Sixxum, truly your shit logs I implore;
But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came crapping,
And so faintly you came slidding, slidding at my chamber door,
That I scarce was sure I heard you”—here I opened wide the door;—
Andy’s there and nothing more.
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Hot!
Kek
Hot, who made it?
SLOW DOWN YOU HOOLIGAN!
My 9 year old. He thinks poop drawings are where its at.
He's more mature than most people here.
He's right.
Omg this is so hot
story behind all this ?
Log of shit
Trips logged throat clogged
HOT!!!
To be fair, you have to have a very high IQ to understand Andy Sixx's log of shit. The humour is extremely subtle, and without a solid grasp of fecal matter most of the jokes will go over a typical viewer’s head. There’s also Andy’s fecal outlook, which is deftly woven into his characterisation- his personal phiLOGsophy draws heavily from corn, for instance. The fans understand this stuff; they have the intellectual capacity to truly appreciate the depths of these jokes, to realise that they’re not just funny- they say something deep about LIFE. As a consequence people who dislike Andy Sixx's log of shit truly ARE idiots- of course they wouldn’t appreciate, for instance, the humour in Andy’s existential catchphrase “Creamy Steamy Dreamy” which itself is a cryptic reference to Coprophilia. I’m smirking right now just imagining one of those addlepated simpletons scratching their heads in confusion as Andy Sixx’s genius shit unfolds itself on their computer screens. What fools.. how I pity them. XD
And yes, by the way, i DO have a Log of shit tattoo. And no, you cannot see it. It’s for the ladies’ eyes only- and even then they have to demonstrate that they’re within 5 IQ points of my own (preferably lower) beforehand. Nothin personnel kid. :)
Excuse me, but Andy's wife is here.
t[his trailer trash w h o r e get's all his early morning rancid dumps all to her self REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE790
Now that's what I call shitposting.
oh dont worry im working on the rest of the pooem as well it just wont all fit in one post.
Andy Sixxx. Initials = A.S.
Deep into that asshole peering, long I stood there wondering, dreaming,
Shouting, steaming creams no logger ever dared to dream before;
But the silence was then broken, and the sliddness gave some chokin’,
And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, “Log-nore?”
This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word, “Log-nore!”—
Merely shit and nothing more.
Back into my throat churning, all my soul within me burning,
Soon again I heard a crapping somewhat louder than before.
“Surely," said I, “surely that is something at my window latt-ass;
Let me see, then, what thereat is, and this shits-tery explore—
Let my heart be clogged a moment and this shits-tery explore;—
‘Tis his wind and nothing more!”
Open here I flung the shitter, when, with many a fart and flutter,
In there slidd a stately shit log of the taintly days of yore;
Not the least creamy made he; not a minute stopped or emptied;
But, with mien of steam and dreamy, perched above my open throat—
Perched upon a bust of Sixxus just above my chamber door—
Perched, and shat, and nothing more.
Bang, zoom, take you to the moon
Delightful Dung Dining Desire
POOP EAT
STOOL CUISINE
THROAT CLOG!
kek
pastebin dot com slash d0W53XZu
incredible
rolling
.....Not only would I, I would so fucking hard that my neck would be constipated with his shit for a week.
It goes something like this.
Andy grins and slidds his studded faggot skinny jeans down enough to reveal his ass and maybe 1/8th of his black veil ballsack. I part his ass cheeks and press my nose against his anus.
>sniff sniff
And now the feeding begins. His anus instantly dilates to about 5-inches agape and starts rapid-firing mud rockets done my fucking throat. Thump thump thump, my gullet fills with his creamy shit as the steam completely obscures my vision. Andy is reduced to a ghostly figure in the thick, humid clouds of rectum-breath. It is like a dream. My neck bulges and ripples as my esophagus and stomach are packed full of the creamiest shit ever to be shat. The word "supreme" enters my thoughts as a particularly corn-studded, monolithic turd skid marks my uvula on it's journey inward. It's as though a thousand lumps of fecal matter are playing bumper cars in my scat-trap. Just as I am delighted and terrified to notice that my throat may literally rupture, a loud and prolonged fart blows my hair back; this signals that the meal is through. I hardly manage to choke down the last loaf as Andy digs in to his fifth Chipotle bowl today. I wipe the stray flecks of scat out of my eyes before collapsing in euphoric cloggedness and say a prayer.
BUM BANQUET
Andy Sixx is no stranger to shit. He has been shitting in the mouths
of his fans for nearly 6 years and when he sat down with me for his first interview since a really horny fan managed to suck so hard on his asshole that food he hasn't even eaten yet came out, he was quite homely and humble as we all know him to be. I was excited, and just for me, he ate a deadly but delicious combination of jalapenos, curry, Whoppers from Burger King and clam slidders from White Castle.
"The incident is something I will remember for the rest of my life," Sixx told me doing up his trousers after I had just sucked a massive fucking warm creamy MONSTER log roll out of his asshole, like this thing was massive, man. It was weapons-grade, I'm telling you. "I know they were a fan and everything and really excited for the opportunity to have me drop a big one down their scrawny little throats, but I don't know. It got me thinking, you know. Maybe I should take a break so that I can recover from it."
Andy is usually pretty brave, but the phenomena of food that he hasn't even eaten yet spewing out of his asshole by someone just ruined him mentally and has supposedly taken a small break from his log of shit duties which I totally know would not be permanent by any means.
He has since recovered and has doubled the number of logs of shit he allows his fans to suck out of his asshole on a daily basis from 3 to 6. I had even asked him where he even finds the time or the food to produce 6 logs of shit in one day. That honestly can't be easy.
"Nobody said it would be easy, but it was something I must do. The log of shit must continue sliding down the throats of the fans and I must do whatever I can to keep up with my fans. They are my flock, and I am their shepherd who shits down their throat every day".
Hail Satan!
kek
After changing my underwear because it was covered in precum from that vivid explanation and the single reference to corn, I then got onto the hard stuff... literally: supplements. When I asked if he takes anything to aid the pushing of his shit, he replied:
"Only for my smoker fans. If it's a normal fan that wants to suck my asshole, I'm fine to push it into their mouths but if they smoke, for their sake, I mix 3 fiber one chewey bars and some miralax in a blender then chug the whole thing so that the shit is a little more soft and easier for me to push out of my ass and into one of my fan's mouth."
And I wish I could tell you that the interview went on from there but unfortunately I can't because the second Andy said the world 'miralax' I was on my knees and pressing my lips against his asshole and sucking harder than I've ever sucked before. As his warm log slid down my throat, the chunks of corn massaged my throat at individual pressure points resulting in a maximum output of pleasure, lust, desire and sensation. Great work, Andy.
so much log pasta wtf this meme has gone too far
I would hunt over 9000 elephants to take their ivory, trade it in to some batshit insane Liberian slave owners so I can get some blood diamonds, and trade those diamonds to a thin-dicked rock analyst who'd say "Nah these ain't diamonds, but I'll keep 'em" just so I can crush his skull in with his Computer Tower, take the diamonds back, along with rubies, emeralds, mustard gas crystals, hide them in my asshole after filling it with Tide pods, get arrested by the cops for killing a faggot scammer, pretend I live near a BVB concert location, so I get taken to that area, trick the cops into thinking they'll run someone over, so they get scared, and cause me to get an adrenaline rush, so I can break the cuffs, destroy the grate between me and the cops, take their shotgun, and kill both of them, then I take their car, drive to the BVB concert, give security a blood diamond so he'll let me pass, then goto andy's dressing room, and give him all of the jewels just so I can ask him to slid a hulking log of fucking shit down my esophagus. That's how dedicated I am.
user's Guide to Enjoying an Andy Sixx Log Roll® The Original and the Best®
Step 1: Wrap your lips around Andy's puckered slop hole.
Step 2: Give Andy a couple of gentle sucks to let him know you're ready for your creamy treat.
Step 3: At this point inhale deeply, relax your jaw and open your throat.
Step 4: Allow Andy's fresh log to enter your fucking throat. Note: Andy's logs are sopping wet to allow easy slidding.
Step 5: Contract your throat muscles to work the dreamy turd down.
Step 6: Burp out excess steam.
Step 7: Beg Andy for another.
Repeat steps until completely clogged.
Congratulations! you are now living the dream.
Advance in age
Grow up
Take it. Swallow!
Lol nice.
Andy Sixx is no stranger to shit. He has been shitting in the mouths
of his fans for nearly 6 years and when he sat down with me for his first interview since a really horny fan managed to suck so hard on his asshole that food he hasn't even eaten yet came out, he was quite homely and humble as we all know him to be. I was excited, and just for me, he ate a deadly but delicious combination of jalapenos, curry, Whoppers from Burger King and clam slidders from White Castle.
"The incident is something I will remember for the rest of my life," Sixx told me doing up his trousers after I had just sucked a massive fucking warm creamy MONSTER log roll out of his asshole, like this thing was massive, man. It was weapons-grade, I'm telling you. "I know they were a fan and everything and really excited for the opportunity to have me drop a big one down their scrawny little throats, but I don't know. It got me thinking, you know. Maybe I should take a break so that I can recover from it."
Andy is usually pretty brave, but the phenomena of food that he hasn't even eaten yet spewing out of his asshole by someone just ruined him mentally and has supposedly taken a small break from his log of shit duties which I totally know would not be permanent by any means.
He has since recovered and has doubled the number of logs of shit he allows his fans to suck out of his asshole on a daily basis from 3 to 6. I had even asked him where he even finds the time or the food to produce 6 logs of shit in one day. That honestly can't be easy.
"Nobody said it would be easy, but it was something I must do. The log of shit must continue sliding down the throats of the fans and I must do whatever I can to keep up with my fans. They are my flock, and I am their shepherd who shits down their throat every day".
Hello kike faggots, the Aryan Brotherhood is taking over your thread. Sieg Heil.
Andy if you are reading this please, PLEASE fucking logloaf my throat hole you sexy fucker. I am a straight dad from the Midwest but god damn do my jeans get tight around when I see that goth hairdoo and those scene kid tank tops. I want - check that - I NEED you to drop your leather trowsers and take a dirty triple XL haymaker of a dump on one of those fancy plates my whore wife keeps in above the credenza so I can get down on all fours like the turd slut i am and huff those steamy fumes and choke down handfull after sopping handfull of your makings. I want to wipe your ass with my beard and then lay out on the chaise lounge and let the sun bake your reeking shit smear on my face. Let me be your human toilet Andy... Please or i swear to log I'll kill us both. My supple lips are your toilet seat... When you say "flush" i swallow. Ram a fucking plunger down my m'throat and make me puke out all the shit and suck it back down again like a frothy anus frosty, Andy. Shit in me andy, shit in my ass and fuck my wife and be your lil' log cuck, Andy. God dammit...
Hush child, the grown-ups are talking.
dump
But they were all of them deceived, for another log was slidd: in the land of Turdor, in the fires of Mount Dookie, the dark lord Biersack squeezed, in secret, a master log to control all others. And into this log, he squeezed his cruelty, his malice, and his will to dominate your fucking throat.
lol I always had a feeling you were a nigger.
>turd slut
Lol saved
THE TEN DUMPMANDMENTS
I. I AM ANDY SIXX, THY SLIDDER; THOU SHALT HAVE NO OTHER SLIDDERS BEFORE ME.
II. THOU SHALT NOT MAKE UNTO THEE ANY NON-FECAL IMAGES.
III. THOU SHALT NOT TAKE THE NAME OF ANDY SIXX IN VAIN.
IV. REMEMBER THE SLIDDING DAY, TO KEEP IT HOLY.
V. HONOR THY LOGGER AND THY SLIDDER.
VI. THOU SHALT NOT SHILL.
VII. THOU SHALT NOT COMMIT LOGULTERY.
VIII. THOU SHALT NOT STEAL LOGS.
IX. THOU SHALT NOT BEAR FALSE SHITNESS AGAINST THY NEIGHBOR.
X. THOU SHALT NOT COVET THY NEIGHBOR'S LOGS.
Sixxodus 20:1–17
Yeah, how can you even compete white boi?
You got me