elfboy

Happy Halloween, all.

Well, so, I'm hanging out @ my new friend's house, & his room-mate comes home w/ his/her new spouse.

"Who are you? What are you doing here"? She asked.

"I'm a guest of so & so..."

Three minutes later, he (my new friend) approaches me & says:

"I'm sorry, but you're going to have to leave. She said that you molested her two years ago, & she doesn't want you in the house".

Damn! I've been found out.

It's just that I've molested so many children that I forgot her. Just another face in a long line of sweet innocent children I've habitually molested. In fact, I've molested 100s of 1000s of 1000000s of children, & continue to do so on a daily basis. I won't touch a person over the age of 12.

It's my only life's objective.
My one goal, my one desire, my one true calling.

I don't do anything else. My goal in life is to create a race of c-sectioned premies to have to molest in the future, for they are genetically superior. It's part of my plot for world domination. The nation of NAAMB[G]LA, King, Me.

That's just my thing.

Happy Halloween.

'nuff said.

Except maybe "therapy"....

"Gold-digger?"

"Password? Prank?"

& "Good Luck, Mister".