One of our fondest childhood memories is walking into the bathroom and smelling the reek of hell inflicted by our father’s ass.

I never miss an opportunity to carry on this tradition.
One of our fondest childhood memories is walking into the bathroom and smelling the reek of hell inflicted by our father’s ass.
I never miss an opportunity to carry on this tradition.
LOL Vivid memories of having to take a shower before school while dad smoked 400 cigarettes and shat for an hour in the same bathroom at the same time. This just made me feel pretty good about my current life… Thank you.
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Anytime! That’s what this blog’s all about: reminding people of worser times 😀
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You have a twisted mind, which is one of the things I like about you!
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