Entry 06.
There comes a time when every dad's gotta tell his son 'bout life. 'bout the birds and the bees and the bees likin' the birds and the birds likin' the bees. Then there's the dads who decide to talk 'bout the bees likin' the bees, when their sons ask 'em what's the damn number for the pizza delivery guy. Lo, said the father, it is time. Thus, did he sit his son down to teach 'im THINGS. THINGS that sons never wanna know at the tender age of fifteen. The fuck, did the son say, and he rose his HOLY HAND OF SMITE upon the father. And so the tale ends, with the Kurosaki Ichigo triumphin' over evil, badass style.
Morale of the story?
Ain't got one.
But I'll tell you this: the cucumbers, are, WRIGGLING. THROW 'EM OUT FOR FUCK'S SAKE.
... anyone else got life-changing stories to trade?
Morale of the story?
Ain't got one.
But I'll tell you this: the cucumbers, are, WRIGGLING. THROW 'EM OUT FOR FUCK'S SAKE.
... anyone else got life-changing stories to trade?