Dear Fc'ers,
some of you may have noticed my absence lately & some of you may have not even noticed its now 2014, but I digress.
The rumours are true, I have found religion & am currently living in a nunnery where I care for the sick, euthanise the elderly (whether they want it or not) & sing hymns to repent my many, many sins.
The hours are great but the uniform sucks, its all itchy & it makes my balls sweat.
The nuns are cool, most are lesbians,
which co-incidentally, so am I.
I am a lifelong dedicated vagitarian
Its a tidy little arrangement.
Father O'leary hasnt tried to molest me yet. Even tho I enrolled in little league, the choir & I stay after church to polish the candle sticks.
I am starting to wonder if im not attractive enough & theres something wrong with me?
Then I started having body image issues.
As a result I developed amnesic bulimia. Its where I gorge on all of my favourite food, but I forget to vomit later.
Then Father O'leary explains that Im too old for him and thats why he hasnt attempted to roger me behind the organ yet. As he said himself, 'he's no poof, and thats good, because poofery is a sin and he would go to hell.'
To teach him a lesson I rub my cock around his coffee cup after lights out every night & stick his toothbrush up my bum on a regular basis.
Hows that for poofery eh?
Anyhoo, its my shift to go supervise the lepers breakdancing class. I swear its less mess to throw hamburger into a fan than these guys make spinning on their heads.
Praise Jeebus, and the Holy trinity (titties, front bum and back bum)