"I bet you anything I can fart in his face and he won't wake up"
This is SO Hank. This was his thing. His trademark. We could almost set our watches to it. We couldn't go one weekend without Hank waiting for the first of us to pass out, so that the world could be his playground.
Much of this homoerotic behavior could be explained through his many fraternal obligations in college, but Hank really enjoyed his work. While the rest of us were cool with continuing the game, the urge to insert objects into Dave's ass was so overwhelming for Hank, that it solidified the fact that this was indeed his final poker night with us.
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