Board The Bus Of Blow Jobs R Us!

Okay, this may get a little strange today at my bay. But the following is a true story told in all its not so glory. You have been warned at my sea. So now is your chance to flee.

So the other night,
Pat got a letter at our old site.
He was told he could come get it,
Instead of that return to sender bit.

So he went to the old place,
To see why it going there was still the case.
It was just some credit on a bill.
One that already happened at my hill.

Nothing new there.
Still hate our old lair.
But one of the old guys is still there,
Wife in the hospital and unaware.

Was lonely and wanted to chat,
Said okay as he was always nice to Pat.
Plus I could do Betsy's act of kindness thing.
Betsy, I am going to put a curse on your wing.

For up we went and sat down,
That is when Pat entered crazy town.
After the usual chit chat crap,
Pat was propositioned by the old chap.

"Every been with a man?"
I guess of a man he was also a fan.
Nothing wrong with that mind you,
If that is your thing at your zoo.

Of course Pat said no.
Then he went on at his show.
"I saw you naked through your window,
You have a great body you know."

Yeah, he really went there.
I guess my broken body is a nice affair.
Before this I figured people see me naked, what do I care?
Everything is the same one way or another down there.

But then came the kicker,
I guess he likes to be a licker.
Offered me $40 to give me a blow job.
Maybe he got tired of corn on the cob?

And did I mention is age,
As his hormones rage?
Over 70 or so,
Easily at his show.

And that is why I avoid people at my show. No more acts of kindness or walking naked near the window. So what do you think? Should Pat set up by the sink and charge $40 for people to give him blow jobs each day? Could get some thrills and some pay. Mind you it was not done in a, that, creepy a way. He just hoped Pat would be up for experimenting with such a display. Yes, it is all a true pass. Damn, the crazies, offline and online, keep finding my little rhyming ass.

Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.