Chapters (38)
- Cover
- Also By Daniel Kraus
- Title Page
- Copyright
- Dedication
- Money
- Supermilk
- Bugs
- My Wiener
- Gwendolyn
- Midget
- Walgreen
- Dick Trickle
- Scrapbook
- Apples
- Dag
- Love
- My Wiener Part 2: The Two Towers
- Moms
- Phone Call
- Phone Call 2
- Punch
- Robbie
- Natural Light
- Flypaper
- Kyle
- Queen
- Fam
- Dragon
- Walgreen 2
- Dick Trickle 2
- Feast
- Shower
- Music
- The Fly
- My Wiener Part 3: The Return of the King
- Mrs F
- Ghosts
McDonald guts feel good and warm. Get me two big handfuls before I start throwing. Robbies halfway through a burp when it hits, a big eyeful a honey mustard goop and cheddar jack slime from a chicken wrap. It splashes across his face and its not funny. It looks like hes been shot, like the mess bursted from his insides. Midget gasps and cuts out her buggy conversations but thats the last thing I care about cuz Im wild, Im a animal, Im grabbing McDonald slop off the floor and screaming how Robbies a fuck, a fat fucking shit ass fuck, and thats what I say, the genuine fucking f word and shit ass s word too, cuz I dont care about what a fucking childs supposed to fucking say, Robbies a motherfucking terrible fat adult shitfucker that shits all over his fucking motherfucking friends that fucking do all they fucking can to keep his motherfucking shit tight as fucking possible and the shit ass motherfucker doesnt appreciate it one fucking bit or treat little fuckers like little fuckers oughta be motherfucking treated. Shits splashing Robbie all over. Cheese melt. Tartar sauce. Hickory smoke bacon. Mushrooms. Some a it backsplats on me and it doesnt taste any better than the snot sliding down cuz Im sobbing like a little bitch. Fuck Robbie, you know? Fuck all grown ass adults. Miss Poole from school and Dick Trickle from Walgreen and Mrs F from the nice part of town and Moms and my lets be honest probably white as fuck pops too cuz none a them helpless adult fuckers are helping none a us kids far as I can see. Just look at this sorry shit. Little sisters nibbling a McRib with her fucking hands! Theres supposed to be a table, yo. A table for little motherfuckers to eat their food from. And forks and knives and shit. Napkins to wipe your fucking face like youre civilized after you clean your plate. And plates! Fuck, man! You got to have fucking plates to clean in the first motherfucking place! Naw, motherfucker! Aint none a this shit gonna stand! Midge is a baby, yo! A baby! She cant grow up in a filthy ass world that aint got any way out except ending up like Robbie or #69 Kyle Ketchum or one of them motherfucking Halloween children walking down the fucking block to their doom right this fucking second.
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