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There was this little boy who went in the whore house…

There was this little boy who went in the whore house with adead frog on a leash. He went to the counter and asked thepimp for a whore with aids, the man knew he was young but theboy said „please mister, just give me a whore with aids, ihave money thats no problem“ the man was like ok „if you havethe money“. So the boy went in and fucked the whore and cameout smiling to the man at the counter. The guy didn’t understnadwhy he was so happy. „its a long story“ the boy said. „tell me,i can wait“ hte man said impaciently. „ok“ the boy says „i haveaids now right? well–i’ll go home and screw the babysitter…she’ll get aids, then my dad will come homw and screw her…he’ll get aids, my dad will screw my mom…she’ll get aids.Then my mom will then screw the milk man…..and he’s the son of a bitch that ran over my frog!“sent by Alaine

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