Keep Your Hands Off My Toys
July 19th, 1980 
Categories: Life
Categories: LifeI hate that my little brother always wants to play with my toys. I mean, for months, I’ve kept careful track of all the guns for my Star Wars figures. But he gets a hold of Boba Fett for five minutes and he loses Boba’s blaster carbine. Err. That just makes me so mad.
And talking about toys, I just discovered how entertaining it is to play with my penis. I’ve had it all these years and never realized the fun of playing with it. But I sure as heck ain’t going to tell my little brother about it — he’ll just want to play with it, too. And in five minutes, he’d probably loose my testicles.
Bullgrit
bullgrit@totalbullgrit.com
Ha ha ha…that was way too funny.
bobba fett is one thing…but i have my own cash and prizes to play with…so why would i ever want to play with yours….besides, i like mine better, and they are always with me. i have discovered that the girls like them too….that’s always good…..
And thus ended my desire to ever read this blog again.
thank you.