Have you ever had someone elses underwear in your mouth?
(submitted by: Anonymous)
Son, when I was a boy, we were so poor that one winter we had naught to eat but the remaindered cotton that Mama brought home from the Fruit of the Loom facility every night, where she worked sixteen hour days to provide the world with comfortable, stylish, reasonably priced underwear for the common man.
I liked the tags the best. I imagined they tasted like actual fruit…
…never mind. Fuck you.
Fuck you for making me relive the winter of 1973 and all those bowls of Shredded-Crotch Stew.
Fuck you, man.
Fuck.