if you only knew (wink wink, nudge nudge)

Do you know of any swishy little boys on the prowl for elderly street bum dick? That's right, you don't because they don't exist. In Manny's story he was on his hands and knees digging through an ashtray, wearing filthy threadbare sweatpants. He waved, finger tips stained from rolling up garbage tobacco, smoking it with littered store receipts and leaves. What do you think the actual likelihood would be that a child would be anything but repulsed by the kareishū's elephantitus? Oh you don't know boys, they're such perves No they aren't. Not for slobbering gross old men. That is wishful thinking or projecting or something, but it's not reality.