Uncle Nate’s Storytime #3: Bring the Pain, Chapter One
“I don’t know what Joey is thinking about before that lightning bolt hits him.”
“I don’t know what Joey is thinking about before that lightning bolt hits him.”
“And her freckles converging like traffic with the sudden slight smile that appears now, and the nape of her neck like some alabaster vase God dammit.”
When I was your age I begged my old man for an NES. Damn thing only cost a hundred and twenty bucks, but you’d’ve thought it cost a million. Hard being a kid, I guess.
He left in a rush after hearing an ad for the new McDonald’s Sirloin Third Pound Burger on the radio, and Victoria knew the day of reckoning had come at last.
Miri had never been dry humped so much in her whole life.
“Why stop at a chicken?” said Dopey Mope Mope.
“I’m in the coliseum fighting lions and you’re hugging bunnies in a petting zoo.”
“She wonders if they are going to swim despite the odds, then reads on: the ladder isn’t to be used for swimming but for emergency purposes.”
Today’s second Kacy Cunningham story, part of Tusk Fiction Week.
“You think you’ve had awkward sex?”