Keep Your Hands Off My Toys

I 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
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