Social Security Knudsen

Today is Tuesday, social security day woah! That means I get to hang out with my weemen chums over at the Y. Cream soda's, warm buns and hot franks inside of me for most of the morning, throwing up and gargling the jizz of many an unknown trucker behind the parking lot over on Main. Think I might just ytreat myself to a new pair of shorts for Sundays church service over at the Ulster Volunteer hostel for wayward  old farts. Life is gooooooood!

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Go ahead... shat on me again.