It all started in NEW FREAKIN JERSEY. I had gotten a new job at the sperm bank, giving nudie magazines to the customers. You know what they say, you never work a day in your life if you love what you do.
"You see this son?"
"Yeah dad" he muttered.
"All of this is yours. Everything I worked for, I do it for you."
That day I gave him all the nude magazines I've earned roughly equating to about 3.5 billion dollars. Little did I know what would happen later...
On August 24th, my son died from masturbation toomuchcitis.. The doctor said it was too late to save him. Remember kids, don't give your children 3.5 billion dollars worth of nude magazines.
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Notes: I did this on my phone.
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