I'm here with the horders and spendthrifts in hell. It's not so bad once you get used to the heat. My radio took a bath with me and now I'm here. It was Friday but it was more like a Fried Day! Get it? The clean up was apparently really depressing because your penis shrinks to almost clitoral proportions if you get shocked to death. I don't know the fucking science behind it but it I think that's the 21 grams that you lose when you call it a day. So all the cops were making fun of my tiny penis while they were scraping me out of the bathtub. My parents were right there! They had no clue their son had such a small penis.
"In a way, it's almost good that he's dead," remarked my dad as a cop jokingly flicked my dead wiener with his thumb and index finger.
"I was just thinking the same thing! Hey, are you hungry for vienna sausages out of nowhere?" replied my mom. My dad just knowingly nodded and pulled two cans out his fanny pack. That's my papa, always prepared.
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