Agosto 22, 2002
Can we agree?
Can we agree that if ever you should find yourself snorting cocaine off of your mother's tits, you've gone too far?
Posted by King at Agosto 22, 2002 05:52 PM
Only if it's after 9pm on a Sunday.
The day that I snort coke off of my mother's breasts is the day when Jesus Christ makes an appearance here on earth, in Toronto our fabulous city, and walks down University Ave waving his hands in triumph and adoration at how great he thinks he is. I mean come on Kingie. I think I would be having a chat about going to far long before your mother's breasts come into the picture. Hmm but I guess the question of the day is would you let me get far enough to snort coke off your mothers breasts?Okay not going down that road...I will now cease to exist.
I heard some dude did a bt off his buddies balls dude.
WOW - How the hell did you come up with that scenerio King?! And yes I think everyone could agree that snorting cocaine off their mother's tits is pretty much one step to far.
I once smoked a marijuana cigarette in my mother's living room while she was on vacation. How does that rate on this scale?
If the scale is ten, that's a zero.
I dont approve of this son! If your mother found out you were even thinking about this she would be very upset. What has got into you? Next sunday you and I are going to have a sit down talk!
Shit dad, what am I supposed to do? I didn't think about it on purpose.
I think I should be present at that meeting on Sunday.
... Who's brining the coke? I will probably be able to find some on discount somewhere - leave it up to me.
I am looking at your family in a whole new light. I wonder if Smack Daddy Spanky Fingers would approve of all of this?
I've always loved your family King. Its "modern", loose ways have fascinated me from the first time I met them at that nudist colony in Bavaria those many years ago. (You were there too Monster, I believe, peeing in the sand and then making castles with it from memory.) Adding the drug angle however makes things so much more interesting. Although I must say that I think as far as taking things too far goes, snorting cocaine off your father's scrotum would be far in excess of polite behaviour and trumping any mother's breast action.
I thank you.
I am interested in your father's scrotum Jerms. Watching his mid-section when he plays that trumpet is really something else. It takes me back to the days when I used to party with your father in Madrid. He was quite the womanizer let me tell you. You should ask him about the time we were in a bar called "The Magic of Madrid". Wow what a night. Your father got up on stage and started into this crazy cover of Stairway to My Cock that was something else. He had the ladies virtually naked in the bar. We had such a good time that night. I remember it like it was yesterday.
My father remembers this night fondly as well and has often talked about it when regaling us young folk with tales of drug-fueled mayhem in Southern Europe. Apparently he had a bit of a penchant for goats whilst in Spain, as did you, he informs me. He claims that you invented a little ritual in which you'd corner a wee goat in a courtyard, and rush it from opposite directions. The chap who reached the back of the animal would grab its legs, shove them in the front of their gumboots (a needed accessory for this little "game"), drop trousers, and Bob's your uncle. The front fellow would then yank on the chinny chin chin hair of the goaty, forcing it to buck like a bleeding bronco and, once again, Bob's your uncle. Sounds very "interesting"...
Never tried that one but I have watched my uncle blow coke up my brother's arse while my girlfriend's sister filmed me dunking my cock in a bucket GHB mixed in vodka.