My birthday is in ten days, what are you getting me?
So Young Dip and Michael Not-So-Young were laying in his bed, playing with themselves and learning each other’s bodies. Young Dip was quite naive, but he liked the way that Michael Not-So-Young was not so young. He had ways to use his fingers and methods of mouth movement that made Young Dip drip. The television in the background blasted some weird cartoon live-action hybrid. Something on the Cartoon Network. Young Dip lay there, with his willy in another boy’s mouth, cartoons on his twenty-inch television in his bed in his parents’ house, and, my God, things were pretty damn nice. When you’re getting a blowjob and you get to watch TV and you also don’t have to worry about rent all at the same time, things are pretty good. Young Dip smiled and shot his wad, and since Michael was Not-So-Young, Michael Not-So-Young didn’t care about reciprocation.
My likes consist only of naked men and Joanna Newsom videos
If you can pronounce correctly every word in this poem, you will be speaking English better than 90% of the native English speakers in the world.
After trying the verses, a Frenchman said he’d prefer six months of hard labour to reading six lines aloud.
I love this thing its brilliant. Even if its your mother tongue, read it aloud anyway it’s worth it I promise.