he spat, as tears welled up in his eyes. 'how did she know about my tiny wiener??' he began desparately fiddling with it, trying to stretch it out. 'WHEN WILL I BECOME A MAN?'
he said, through gritted teeth. he fought the tears back ferociously, but still they came in waves..one of them fell onto his peeper and he cried out. he had reached his limit. something had to be done.
he seemed confused..disillusioned..then it came to him..if he could get a girl to love him, she wouldn't care about his microscopic penis. he had a tongue, didn't he?!
he walked outside with a newfound air of confidence, panting heavily.
he seemed confused..disillusioned..then it came to him..if he could get a girl to love him, she wouldn't care about his microscopic penis. he had a tongue, didn't he?!
he walked outside with a newfound air of confidence, panting heavily.