So a bunch of dog-eaters beat up a dog-fucker and pimp.
Do you ever wonder, especially if you eat mutton, if dinner has been fucked by some desperate farmhand?
Maybe they lied to me, but, when I was in high school in Central California, some guys I knew told me how they had paid this farmboy I knew vaguely to fuck a cow while they watched. Then there’s the song “Claire June” by The Fugs.
“Dog brothel!”
God, I love you human creatures.
Imagine being a parent of one of these…
So a bunch of dog-eaters beat up a dog-fucker and pimp.
Do you ever wonder, especially if you eat mutton, if dinner has been fucked by some desperate farmhand?
Not in the West.
Maybe they lied to me, but, when I was in high school in Central California, some guys I knew told me how they had paid this farmboy I knew vaguely to fuck a cow while they watched. Then there’s the song “Claire June” by The Fugs.