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"Of course your son has an imaginary friend,

  • "Of course your son has an imaginary friend, why shouldn't he? Don't you tell him about fake people that you insist exist? Santa Claus. Easter Bunny. Tooth Fairy?" The Principal

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  • Truthmaster slammed his mottled hand down hard on the desk. "NO double standards! Or is it that you can't handle the truth?" He was right. My son's imaginary friend was so real

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  • I could see him sitting there myself...right beside Santa & the Easter Bunny. The Truthmaster slapped me.(Gosh, why did he have to be so violent?) "What is real is unreal & what is

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  • proven can be unproven," he declared. "And what is seen may be unseen?" I offered, blindly. The Truthmaster raised his hand to strike me, but I hid behind the Easter Bunny

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  • . The Truthmaster rained blows down on the Easter Bunny while I cowered. Then he pointed at a spot with a 'G' on it. "Behold!" he cried. "It exists!" I screamed "No! It's not true!

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  • " "Yes, the G spot exists in women's ears!" shouted the Truthmaster. "How am I supposed to fit my dick in her lug hole?" "That is your problem, not mine." The Easter Bunny revived

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  • then the age-old tradition of aural sex. With a sniff, a jump, and a wiggle of his tail, he "hopped right in", much to the bliss of the

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  • bespectacled secretary, whistling to the tune of "save the birds another day", rather creepily at that. The strange sensation made him dizzy, and he felt like passing out, and then

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  • ...he did. As a matter of fact, he stayed asleep for sixteen years, give or take a few months. And when he awoke, he remembered that he had not returned his books to the library.

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  • "Crap," he thought aloud, " That is going to be one hell of a late fee."

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