A Friend of mine
has this mongoloid son
Wait
you're not supposed to say
mongoloid
Down syndrome
That's what they call it
Last night I paid him a visit
That little ******
was all over me
poking me
sniffing me
touching me
My friend laughed
and told me
his son liked me
He thought it was cute
I only wanted to
brake that little
fingers of his
for messing up my hair
What?!
I have to like his ***
just because he's ********
Jul 30, 2013
Jul 30, 2013 at 10:50 AM UTC
A Friend of mine
has this mongoloid son
Wait
you're not supposed to say
mongoloid
Down syndrome
That's what they call it
Last night I paid him a visit
That little ******
was all over me
poking me
sniffing me
touching me
My friend laughed
and told me
his son liked me
He thought it was cute
I only wanted to
brake that little
fingers of his
for messing up my hair
What?!
I have to like his ***
just because he's ********
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