Redneck Press with Fried Chicken and Coffee

Benji watched Kevin scratch his crotch with his left hand while he poked his meaty fin­gers into a 16-pound bowl­ing ball with his right. The semes­ter had just begun and the place was packed. “So how do I look?” he shouted. “I’m a big King Pin.” Mary turned away from his stu­pid fuck­ing stu­pid shit […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…