I’ve seen these many times, being a grunt mom, but after it being late, my son is in training, again, and having this schmuck talk out his rearend, my monitor is blurry, again. Of course, we don’t have to admit that I have a pic of my son when he was about 11, sitting in a body long mud hole he dug in the backyard, smiling and wiggling his feet.
That settles it: He’s a fag.