i know it sounds funny but i just can't stand the pain

[empallin]

when i was in fourth grade i had a paper route. i delivered them after school except on saturdays when they were suppose to be delivered before the sun came up. well this one particular saturday i didn't feel like doing so my dad took me around to make sure it got done. with the two of us working on it we got done pretty quickly. after we fininshed he decided we were going to go to dunkin donuts. as we are pulling out of the parking lot i read the sign across the street. it was one of those cheeseball kinds with the removable letters. overnight someone had changed it to say we luv our cum. it kind of made sense so i asked my dad what cum was. he told me the same thing he had told to a lot of questions. that i would figure it out when i was older. ended up taking me two years to find out what it was. in the end, his response was not surprising since this was the same person whose idea of a sex talk was "you have to be careful where you stick your poo poo." seriously. and after i was already divorced from my first wife. whatever you say dad.