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.