meeting harry

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Hola. Soy Frita Frito. I am 6 years old. I will tell you the story of how I met the love of my life, Harry. He has V big peen.

I was hungry, so I bit my mom. She say, 'Not do that. I will get you McDonald's you fatass.' So I say ok. We go to McDonald's, and after I eat my monthly fix of food, I decided that I wanted to play in play place. So I screm and shoot and I threaten to pull out my glock until my mom lets me go.

I enter the play place, it is warm and sticky and a little big toe-fungusy, but I like it. I keep my Crocs on because I am Frita Frito and I can do whatever the fuck I want. suddenly, as I'm climbing to the top of the ball pit (I like balls), I see a man with girl hair. He has a little bit of tids, too.

Naturally, when I see tids, I want to succ. That's why my mom had to get her's removed. So my tid instincts caused me to morph into my alternate personality, the Tid Monster. I crawl on all fours as I foam out of the mouth. I attacked the man and ripped his shirt and succed the tids.

Unfortunately, they were booby traps (literally) and he stuffed me in a bag and put my in his tractor. It was OK though, because he bought me a McMuffin. My mom was inhaling my food like the phat bitch she is.

I am sitting in the trunk, eating my McMuffin, when I suddenly realize...

This bitch got egg.

I pound on the trunk and he said he wouldn't let me go. 'We'll see about that, bitch. You don't know what I can do when you put eggs in my sandwich.' Suddenly, my ass lets out the biggest god damn fard I have ever farded. I burst out of the trunk and land in the front seat of the tractor. 'Next time, no egg.'

Harry PeenOnde histórias criam vida. Descubra agora