I remember the first time I met Rob82. He said some shit in a post and some people responded but some others didn't. Then after a while he said some other shit. It was a good time for everybody. I knew then and there that the kid had a bright future, and look at him now.
Here's how rob82 came to be -- came! It started with that. My dad bust a fat nut inside my mom's corrosive, diseased cooch. Somehow, his retarded ass sperm pierced one of her nasty rotten salmonella eggs and created life End Chapter 1
And what kind of hijinx did you get up to in kindergarten, Rob82? Did you ever piss your pants or try to touch the teacher's buttcheeks?
First day of preschool I pissed my pants literally as I walked into class because the bathroom was occupied. Shit my pants once, too, in kindergarten. I also got in trouble for not coloring a picture of a cowboy according to the color numbers that were in each negative space. In fourth grade, and one of my best friends still talks about this all the time, I pissed a teacher off so much that he picked me up, in my desk (it was a desk where the seat was attached), and set me outside. I totally won.
My mom and her drunk boyfriend would routinely beat me and do weird shit to me as punishment. For example, I was 7 years old and called my brother a wiener. That justified my mom's boyfriend holding my mouth open and pouring Tabasco sauce down my throat. Another time, my mom beat the shit out of me because she thought I stole a pen from her room (my grandma did that shit but just stood there while I got beat). My mom used to love to call me every name in the book. She called me a "son of a bitch" plenty of times before I said, "Yeah, I know" and she beat me up. End Chapter 3.
Not at the time, I was actually embarrassed. There were chicks watching, man. I was in the "advanced" classes then so the kids were all about learning and not about fucking around.
I started hooking at the age of 12. My first client was a neighbor whom we'll call "SteveinDiego." He was a crybaby bitch loser who hung out on message boards. Anyway, I didn't even feel his cock in me, and when he came, it felt like a teardrop in my lower intestine. Lousy tipper, too. End Chapter 4.
