The Hotline

Him, brad, marty, and that punk-rocker muskrat girl from 3 whose name he could never remember. hilary, that was it. still, sometimes he could be a little... odd.

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Tail - Chapter 21

He doesn't believe marty one bit. the otter's convenient explanations may seem generally plausible, but adrian knows better. "would that be so hard to believe?" marty asks. "fuck me, marty.

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Clueless season 2: Homecoming Out (Part 3)

We also all had to process that marty, fucking marty, fucking 'are traps gay?' marty, actually managed to impress a trans girl enough to give him a blowjob during lunch. what a crazy world we live in.

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Don't Fear the Reaper: Chapter 1

"martin "marty" picolloe...you seem to have changed since last we met, on to selling guns now? whatever happened to those nice little drug fronts you had running? wasn't working out, eh?"

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Doodle Story: Frontal Assault

marty didn't feel like arguing so he changed the subject. "i gotta go to work now. can you _please_ try not to fuck anything up while i'm gone? can you _please_ stay in the house this time?

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Jimmy’s Swim

“ok, get him down,” said marty. “let’s paint him up.”

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Determination

marty glanced at his book, squinting. "d-did i do that?"

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Telemarketing

I was up north, visiting my friend marty in canada. marty, being a very hospitable type had taken me in for a couple of weeks and was showing me around his home province.

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The P-Word

Scott echoed as he mercilessly proceeded to purple nurple the living shit out of marty's nips. "ah!" marty yelled out in pain. "yes! whatever the question was, yes!" satisfied with the bull's answer, scott grinned at me proudly and expectantly.

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Love Is... Chapter 10

"a b-breakfast quickie, marty. r-right here in the kitchen. ohh god, do it, marty!"

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A Nightmare

On stage stands marty, and ryan. i look to my side, marty's right there. i look to the stage and there he is again, a little younger maybe. and i'm here, but i'm there too. "it's us!" i exclaim. marty just nods and puts a finger to his lips.

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