A pile of shit can't pull out. So it did not. Instead wiggling its tiny, childlike dick but a hair deeper, and spilling its worthless seed into the diseased folds of a thing that was most akin to an old leather shoe that was never worn with a sock. All went untreated and was left to fester. Then just eleven months later came a fetid stench, a visual insult blessed by all the beauty of a public toilet flowing in reverse, and a live human baby was casually flopped from the tangled thicket of an unkempt back yard. God's miracles happen every day. I am one of those miracles.
a fucking man, man. fiveohthree - Ciudad De Roses. kids, shit is nasty in here. 18+ only.