The tale of misfortune

James. Awoken from the sound of a banging cock on his desk. The chickens had gotten out again. Dispite the fact he put a lock on his cocks, James struggled with keeping them under his thumb. His thumb was big enough, yet still struggled with the cocks in his wake. There was simply to many to chase around; they were all slippery and exceeded his grasp when he caught them. James never could hold on to a cock for too long; must be why his boyfriends..... I mean er um, girlfriends left him. Yes that's right, "girlfriends" left him. His mother stepped in the room, making claims that he was playing with his cock to much and he needs to put him away as she hated them as much as the next woman does. James was furious that his prized cock out of the whole litter had gotten out and made it into his room. It was a special cock, quite literally as it was retarded. I mean what cock smashes it's head on a desk to wake someone up. Sometimes the cock would be stroked for hours and hours on end, to the point where the feathers poked up like a peacock

After James put his retarded prize cock away he got dressed and went down stairs. His mother and father were siting by the table eating breakfast and James sat down to see that there was no food on his plate. Upset James demanded to asked where his food had gone. His father replied saying "you were too busy stoking your cock to eat your breakfast so you don't get any of this because of it". James mother chipped in saying "that bloody cock of yours would be the end of you, someday we will be eating it for dinner!"

"Honey don't think you've had enough cock to kill a small Somalian child?"

Outraged she backlashed by saying "are you sure your not mistaking my intake for your massive bleached asshole?"

"Look who's talking. The last time you bleached yours for me was when it was my birthday and that was back in 2001, yet you have time to pork everyone on the block, and that's not with your food!"

The mother, not wavered by this goes back to talking to James. She said that " we need your rooster ( the cock ) to be very plump and juicy so there's a lot to take in"

"You didn't complain last night about a lot to take in so I wouldn't expect you to now"

The mother choked on her bacon. James thought it was ironic that his whore of a mother porked the whole street and now was almost killed by porking herself.