What would you do if you were a hardcore, smartass writer, and Religious nazis whined, and bitched, pissed and moaned about your stories?
If you're like me, you'd write one just for them. A giant "fuck you, kiss my ass special". That's all the "dicklamer" I can stand, you've beeen warned.
It was my birthday and I had received the Digital Camera that I had requested but Jill, my 15-year-old sister was bugging me to take some picture of her.
The Robertson’s love their new home and their neighbors. Dennis starts hiring people to staff his manufacturing plant. But a local gang doesn’t like that he’s not hiring their members, so they kidnapped Sarah to force him to do so. But Dennis is not the kind of man to take well to threats!