“You know, my dad knew a guy who used to work on boats. I loved him. Sadly, he drowned one night on lake Gosser with his friend who was secretly a queer. They did a little more than fishing that night and then proceeded to sink the boat as an act of love. That scallywag was my good ol pops and his cousin Jonny.” Henry_toth
“After that night on lake Gosser, I turned into a zesty 27-year-old ze/zir. after the funeral for my pops and my uncle Jonny, I went down to the bait shop to do a little fishin after I hada taco or two and did my hurdles for "cross country" (wink wink im mexican). I then put a roof on my penitas house and went to sleep in the fortress of dreams with a mecican flag above my head.” Henry_toth
