Sunday, November 29, 2015

CHAPTER 71...A TRIP TO CAPE BRETON...

THERE ARE MANY TYPES OF ANGELS...SOMETIMES THEY COME IN THE FORM OF HUMANS...STRANDED AT MY FATHER'S APARTMENT...I CALL MY MOTHER'S BEST FRIEND...SHE PARTS THE RED SEA...TAKES A BASEBALL BAT...AND BEATS THE LIVING FUCK OUT OF THE ENTIRE EGYPTIAN ARMY .

FRAN...( WHICH IS HER GIVEN NAME )...MYSELF AND HER BOY ARE IN CAPE BRETON...PARTY TIME FOR MY SAVIOR AND HER CREW...THEY HAVE THEIR NIGHT TIME EXCURSION AND LEAVE A PLETHORA OF HALF DRANK DRINKS WITH TWO 12 YEAR OLD BOYS .

HALF PISSED...WE RUN DOWN THE HALL OF THE HOLIDAY INN IN OUR UNDERWEAR , LIGHTING OUR FARTS ON FIRE...A GOOD TIME WAS HAD BY ALL .

A BIG FUCKING CRISIS IS NARROWLY AVOIDED .

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