The Snickers bar loomed before him. “Hmm, I bet
this’ll taste good – like peanuts and chocolate and nougat had a threesome.”
Needless to say this man had a quirky smile and a pedophile-esque handlebar mustache that would’ve made Catfish
Hunter sad. He peeled open the Snickers as he unbuttoned his fly. “Come to
poppa you big black wonder, you.” All of a sudden the man felt teeth bite a
chunk of his finger off. The candy bar growled back “There aint no way I am
having consensual relation with you, you bastard!”
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