I❤️My Dick, Butt…

by Jason John Bartholomew

July 8, 2017

….He’s No Longer Running My Whole Muthafucking Show. Boom! Just like that I’m a man full grown; reaching for something higher and laying groundwork for futures not built on friction alone. I’m making plans and drawing blueprints for some legit shit I’m, maybe, the only one who knows anything about yet.

But still, when the stars align and everything is just right, in a space I’m choosing, me and a head-held-higher-like-a-crown-above-the crowd and cut-from-a-finer-grade-material guy, are gonna rub it to a nub from Thursday thru Sunday night.

But in this right now, eyes on the prize: The Dragon Bounty Hunters & Volunteer Firefighters. For there’s a revolution right around the corner on behalf Future Flamer’s of America and Queer Pyrotechnics Trade Association’s preservation and presentation of The Next Generation of Young Beautiful Deviations.

Cuz see, I’ve always been a union man, but the Chairmen tends to keep his pants on so as to avoid. unnecessary confusion, ‘sides these young bucks nowadays can’t suck a dick for shit noways. So mind your Ps and Qs and get paid up on dem union dues, ‘cuz while the straights will bust out your knees, those, we believe, you’ll need, and so our thugs, instead, will bust out your elbows; knowing full well then you can’t hold the poppers to your nose, which will cause you to go screaming bloody murder all the way over the rainbow right at that need to unclench “let’s-get-this-party-started” moment of mission critical letting go.

Because I ain't just any prick, I’m the one and only Mr Dick running this here campaign of I❤️My Dick, Butt He’s No Longer Running My Whole Muthafucking Show show. So…HMU if that sounds like something you might wanna grab ahold.

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