Shane being mean to the pets. The other day he told the dog to do "jazz hands" and when she came down she accidently hit his cock so he bitch slapped her (she didn't deserve it that hard). Today when he went to pick up Kitty Kitty, he scratched his ear on accident so Shane pushed him down off of him.
I Think I’m a Twink By Jude Lane, edited by Nicole Doorish
Frat boy at a frat party.
Guys! (louder) Guys! (even louder) Guys! I think I’m a twink. I guess I’m in denial. It should have been a hint when the guy's in the locker room beat my ass in for staring at their wieners. Maybe If I came out of the closet sooner people would’ve accepted me. Now it's too late. I'm a bonified pole smoker and I can't even look in the mirror and say it. I'm an ass clown and I can't even tell my parents because my Dad will cut me off. Maybe I can tell my Mom. She's a liberal hippy and I think she might be attracted to women too. I tried to like girls. I would steal hustler magazines from dad and try to rub one out. But nothing. I couldn't even get a bonner. Man. I think im a fucking fudge packer. It's uncomfortable to envision packing some man in the butt that I meet at a queer bar or faggot support group, but ... I can't even control my pecker. When I see a woman, thinking about screwing her is pointless because I do not get horny. When I see or think about an athletic, naked man with a raging hard on, I just want to rub one out imeediatly. Man, I think I'm a turd lancer, a shit poker. I think I'm going to hell. I'm going to burn in a lake of fire. I'll be surrounded by a billion plus homosexuals. Our wieners will be wrapped in acid coated barbed wire. Humpping will be the last thing on our minds. God please fix me. I wish that I was straight. This couldn't have been all me. You made me God. You're partially responsible. I never had a chance. I was a flake the moment the doctor spanked my ass. I think it gave me an instant erection. Maybe I wanted him to do it again. And again. And again. Damn it. There is absolutely no way I can hide this. Maybe there is a gay heaven for me. I'm a queer. Man. I'm a ball licker. Man I’m gay. Gay as sin. But what is worse is that I think I'm super gay. Yes people. I'm gay. Gay to the bone. Promise.
That monologue seriously makes me nervous and uncomfortable, but I need to do it if I want to get ahead as an actor like I want.
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By Jude Lane, edited by Nicole Doorish
Frat boy at a frat party.
Guys!
(louder) Guys!
(even louder) Guys!
I think I’m a twink.
I guess I’m in denial.
It should have been a hint when the guy's in the locker room beat my ass in for staring at their wieners.
Maybe If I came out of the closet sooner people would’ve accepted me.
Now it's too late.
I'm a bonified pole smoker and I can't even look in the mirror and say it.
I'm an ass clown and I can't even tell my parents because my Dad will cut me off.
Maybe I can tell my Mom.
She's a liberal hippy and I think she might be attracted to women too.
I tried to like girls.
I would steal hustler magazines from dad and try to rub one out.
But nothing.
I couldn't even get a bonner.
Man.
I think im a fucking fudge packer.
It's uncomfortable to envision packing some man in the butt that I meet at a queer bar or faggot support group, but ...
I can't even control my pecker.
When I see a woman, thinking about screwing her is pointless because I do not get horny.
When I see or think about an athletic, naked man with a raging hard on, I just want to rub one out imeediatly.
Man, I think I'm a turd lancer, a shit poker.
I think I'm going to hell.
I'm going to burn in a lake of fire.
I'll be surrounded by a billion plus homosexuals. Our wieners will be wrapped in acid coated barbed wire.
Humpping will be the last thing on our minds.
God please fix me.
I wish that I was straight.
This couldn't have been all me.
You made me God.
You're partially responsible.
I never had a chance.
I was a flake the moment the doctor spanked my ass.
I think it gave me an instant erection.
Maybe I wanted him to do it again.
And again.
And again.
Damn it.
There is absolutely no way I can hide this.
Maybe there is a gay heaven for me.
I'm a queer.
Man.
I'm a ball licker.
Man I’m gay.
Gay as sin.
But what is worse is that I think I'm super gay.
Yes people.
I'm gay.
Gay to the bone.
Promise.
That monologue seriously makes me nervous and uncomfortable, but I need to do it if I want to get ahead as an actor like I want.