Size a my wiener isnt gonna trouble me any more cuz things arent all about busting your nut. Whyd it take me so long to figure that out? Even in porn, the sex stuff doesnt last that long, not really, not when you compare it to a whole life. Whats important is that me and Dag and Midget are fam. Dag is the moms and Im the pops and Midges the child and the three of us, what we should do when Halloweens done is go live together, help each other out and be kind to each other and whatnot, and if Dag and me have sexual relations, well thats all right with me but Im not gonna be pressuring her. If she wants, maybe we can have some babies so Midge can learn to play normal, this time with some nice ass children. Maybe we give them all bug names so she feels comfortable. Beetle and Bumblebee and Cricket and Firefly. Have us a whole swarm a kids, invent us up some love with nothing more than her puss and my wiener. Cuz why not? Answer me that, you think youre so smart. We invent us up some love. Sure we do. Why the hell not.

Mrs F

Mrs F

Doorbell dings super loud right under me and I jump off the door like its electrified. Me and Midget rung that bell a hundred times this afternoon and Im telling you it never made that wild animal screech. I behave like a piss pants bitch and look for Robbie like hes the Ranger sent to save my Hobbity ass. Fat boy comes out a the bathroom pimped like a player, hair slick, shirt tucked, looking pro except for the toilet paper spots all over his face. Robbie checks Dag and Midget, and Dag and Midget check me, and I check Robbie, and Robbie checks us, and I know what thought is firing simultaneous in all our heads.

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<Go away.> Thats what our asses are thinking. <We are not ready.>

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And it goes quiet. And that quiet is tense.

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Doorbell dings again. This time it sounds like a siren. Theres a tornado coming, take cover. Third time it dings its too late, the tornados crashing up Yellow Street to smoosh us flat. Situation in the crib is panicked and Robbie has his blubber belly in his hands like hes fixing to diarrhea his guts out again, but no, not this time, hes the mature ass adult here and he knows hes got to step up, balls out, chrome up, and roll hard.

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