It's an old one but as long as I don't get "red carded" with my first post it is one way to introduce myself.Been following the site for a while now so thought it time to say hello.It is a story about:
"The poor little soul...."
Little Johnny was in his nursery class when the teacher asked the children what their fathers did for a living.
All the typical answers came up- fireman, policeman,salesman... etc... Johnny was being uncharacteristically quiet and so the teacher asked him about his father.
"My fathers an exotic dancer in a gay cabaret and takes off his clothes in front of other men. Sometimes ,if the offer is really good, he'll go out to the alley with some screamin *** and take it up the ass."
The teacher ,obviously shaken by this statement, hurriedly set the other children to work on some colouring, and took little Johnny aside to ask him,"Is that really true about your father?"
"No," said Johnny, "he plays for $underIand, but i was too embarrased to say"