Monday, April 3, 2017

Question: Who's your daddy?

I guess you'd have to ask my mom.


Based on her career choice as a dirty, dirty whore, I'm assuming she could probably narrow it down to around three-dozen johns, any of which I'd be proud to have as a father. They would be better than the father I did have; a filthy old popple named Craig.


"Listen to Craig. He's in charge while mommy's out for her nightly walk."


I don't know if this has anything to do with nurture and/or nature, but one time, when my mom was out working, I fucked Craig right in his popple hole.


Short Answer: This didn't go the way either of us imagined.

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