when i have a son i will force pride on him--manly pride
as i was walking to school today i saw a lamp post. i will now tell you of this lamp post in my own demented way. that lamp post in its early years as a post was actually a dildo for a very large woman. she loved that post so much that while she was telling her freinds yet again about a joke it had told her they told her to marry it and she proposed to it that night. unfortunately its heart just wasn't in that relationship. it was only using her for the warm goey feeling it got all over its body when inserted into her swedish. even though it cared for her deeply (and i mean deeply) it couldn't lead her on anymore. so it left on a jet plane before the large woman had woken, but it wanted to wake her up. it landed in saudi arabia. it met a large woman there because there are large women everywhere, and they fell in love and got married. it never told his wife of his old life as a dildo, but kept it a secret of hilarity. much to the segrin (i just like that word). today as i was walking past i noticed the frozen tears on the post's face. could it be he was still pinning for the dunnes of the arabian dessert? i can only speculate that his son is proud of him.