I was just 9 years old.
I had all the merchandise.
Every night, when I went to bed, I would pray.
Pugs are love, pugs are life.
My dad enters my room.
He calls me gay.
I know he is just jealous of my devotion to pugs.
I tell him to -blam!- off
He slaps me.
I'm crying now.
Suddenly, I feel a touch.
It's a pug!
He puts me on my hands and knees.
He licks my face.
It feels weird, but I do it for pugs.
He barks a mighty bark as he pisses on my bed.
My father says, "What the -blam!-?!?"
Pug leaves through my window.
Pugs are love. Pugs are life.
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[quote]I was just 9 years old. I had all the merchandise. Every night, when I went to bed, I would pray. Pugs are love, pugs are life. My dad enters my room. He calls me gay. I know he is just jealous of my devotion to pugs. I tell him to -blam!- off He slaps me. I'm crying now. Suddenly, I feel a touch. It's a pug! He puts me on my hands and knees. He licks my face. It feels weird, but I do it for pugs. He barks a mighty bark as he pisses on my bed. My father says, "What the -blam!-?!?" Pug leaves through my window. Pugs are love. Pugs are life.[/quote] Posted this a while back, though it would be better further up on the thread :P