Cardiac Arrest
I received a phone call from a number that I did not recognize today. I usually refuse to answer those type of calls because it's always some fucktard (there it is again Jodi) trying to sell me something. For some reason I answered this call.
"Hello"
pause pause pause
Little boy voice "Daddy? Daddy?"
I swear to God my sphincter clinched so tight my ass cheeks could have bent steel bars.
"Uh, this is Chad."
"Sorry wrong number."
Why is it that at 37 years old, suddenly everybody wants to make me a daddy?
posted by Bat @ 7:17 PM
6 comments
6 Comments:
yeah, we need to talk. Remember when you came through Detroit...
Ha ha. Never been to Detroit. I think.
"I swear to God my sphincter clinched so tight my ass cheeks could have bent steel bars."
That statement was damn funny!! I've worried a time or two about any unknown offspring out there. But it's been a little over two years since my now wife and I have been an item, so I suppose I would have heard something by now....right?
oh wow...lol...
peace...
That's some funny shit, 'pops'. Hopefully your sphincter relaxed. Could make for a long day.
Danjer, I do think you need a spanking, and I don't have to be your daddy to do it.
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