Wednesday, June 6, 2007

Food Stamps

I had to run some errands in town today. While doing this, I managed to come across something that caught my eye. Something I knew I could use to have some really good fun.

For the fun to begin, I had to find some poor white trash chick. And like most of the white trash bitches in this country, the ones around my town are the kind that pump out kid after kid, are on welfare, and only date Mexicans or black dudes.

But that didn't matter. It really wasn't important for the task at hand.

I cruised around the poor section of town for a good half hour 'till I spotted the perfect broke slut to spring my trap on.


I got out of my jeep and went up to her.

"Excuse me, miss." I said, holding back laughter.

She said, "Yeah, What choo want?"

I pulled an envelope out of my pocket.

I said, "Now, I'm going to venture a guess here and say you are probably on food stamps."

She said, "Yeah, I am. What's it to you?"

I said, "It just so happens, I have got several food stamps in this here envelope. And they can be all yours."

She asked, "What do I got to do?"

I smiled and said, "Let's not fool ourselves here. You've probably have had more dicks in you than a glory hole in the restroom at some gay bar. So, one little blowjob from you to me shouldn't be a big deal."

She asked, "How much choo got in there. I gots kids to feed."

I asked, "How many kids do you have?"

She said, "Just the two."

I said, "Trust me, there are plenty of food stamps in here."

We headed over to an alley and she performed her duties.

After she cleaned up, she took the envelope from me.

She opened it up and looked inside and saw the food stamps.


Or should I say, the postage stamps that had food on them. I saw them when I went to the Post Office.

She looked at them and asked, "What the fuck is this?"

I shrugged my shoulders and said, "Food stamps." I turned around and walked away.

As I was walking off, I heard one of her kids ask, "Mommy, do we get something to eat too?"