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A kid came to school with a page that was torn out of a playboy.. I beat him up and stole it..
Then I fount a biker mag of my dads that was nothing but T&A on the back of harleys.. (Dad was in a Bike.. um.. club, yeah a club)..
I kept that same bike mag, untill i was 16, then satan left a hustler beside my car at a 7/11.. It was still in the plastic and I have no idea how it got there (Satan, I am sure) .. I saw it picked it up and swore my alegence to porn.
I still git that funny feeling when I see old white women with sagging breasts on the back of a loud hog!
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