You are definitely invited back!”
No one challenged me on that, but no one told me I had no power to invite anyone to the party. “Do you think that you deserve to be in the winner’s circle, Twat?” I asked. The early games are done. My mom had said some things to me begrudgingly reluctantly, like calling me Sir through gritted teeth, and that definitely did nothing for me. He called the Losers by name, Vixen, Cupid, and Prancer – “Stand up Twats, take a bow, turn around, spread your cunts, and admit you are losers!”
“We are losers,” they frowned and fake cried. Were these women hypnotized? If this was second gear – I could not imagine the fourth gear. “Did you like taking that ice-cold dildo up your ass?”
“Just peachy, Sir! If she had a mean bone in her body, she would have been a celebrated warrior goddess in another time and place. I appreciate it; I am just a chubby hubby with a big butt.
