To the man who screamed *flaggot* at me out from your window as you sped past. You were going soooo fast, I was v impressed! Your middle finger had such a magnificent reach too - I’d love to double stack those turgid fingies and splOrge them in my fraggot turd cutter. I blew you a kiss as I rode my bicycle away in the opposite direction, but if you tell me what my bike looks like, I’ll blow your choco starfish trumpet to the scale of FU major.
Anywho. I hope one day you don’t have to put others down to lift yourself up.
Your pal, the fwaggot.
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