He continued sitting on the couch and I cleaned his filth. The dishes were terrible and there was an unbelievable amount of beer cans in the bin. Not even I could believe my eyes, and trust me, I've seen things. But anywho, while I was cleaning, the elephant testicle kept thanking me.. He was probably just trying to get on my nerves, so I continued to clean until everything was actually tidy. "Well, I'm finished cleaning this up." I announced to him. He jumped, waking up. I wish I hadn't woken him up.. He looked rather peaceful. He squeezed his eyes shut and did a little stretch, his hat sliding off his head as he did. When I tell you this man's hair was greasy. Well, he didn't seem to care. "Thanks, Greg.. How much money ya' need? " he asked.. I don't need money, but the fact he offered it.. It was sweet. Who knew he could be such a sweet man despite his he is. I sighed and sat beside him on the couch, giving him s little company. He smiled sweetly and seemed more sober. There's no fucking way. (NOT DONE YET)
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Stangory
RomanceA LITTLE STORY FOR A SPECIAL SOMEONE WHO WISHED I'D WRITE IT! <3 Anywho, this story is of Stangory (is you couldn't tell by the title)! There's some NSFW in it so.. go wild reading ig? Any questions, comments, complaints, or advice for this writing...
