I’ll do the driving home

WHEN old wormy’s son stopped to pick him up after work the other morning the pudgie jowled old grub complimented him on his challenged, blood snotted, alle*geriatric eyes. He said he had been out drinking the night before with his potty challenged enuresis buddies. That’s when old Wormy said I’ll do the driving home fuzz ball.

The imago chrysalis Danny W. Shultz

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