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Confessions of a Santa
Dear Diary,
OMG... the real Santa has spoken!
Watch these five shorts!
My Alter Ego: The Black Wolf
Dear Diary,
His name is the Black Wolf...
You only call him that when he puts on his black vest and sexy shades.
Walking down the street behind his shades, he undresses you. With the shades off, he's too shy to make eye contact.
Entering into the forest, he disappears from sight.
I Fuck Couches
Dear Diary,
I haven't posted in so long because I just got out of the hospital. I was in there 1 week!
It all started when my moron brother Dwayne busted me in his room reading his diary! He then kicked my ass...which is why I was in the hospital.
What’s in the Box?
Dear Diary,
A human hand is in the box.
Santa wants to keep this under wraps. He doesn't need people questioning him where he got it.
Cindy promises she won't tell anyone. She has been asking for a human hand for a long time!
She's super excited!
She's never eaten a hand before...
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The Mentorist
Dear Diary,
It's day four with my mentor.
My mentor doesn't have a name. He says its because he doesn't have an identity...
"I live inside you," he whispers to me.
I've hired him on to help me steal my brother's girlfriend Jamey. She is my soulmate. She belongs to me.
My Sweet Baby’s Birthday!
Dear Diary,
Today was Jamey's birthday. Even though she spent most of the day with my stupid brother Dwayne...
I guarantee I was the highlight.
The Bold and the Beautiful
Dear Diary,
A long time ago, my brother Dwayne and I used to be best friends.
Today, we are arch enemies as we fight for the same girl.
I remember back in the day though, we used to have a lot of fun together. We would both come home after school and have the house to ourselves for at least 2 hours before our parents would come home from work.
Bob is My Hero!
Dear Diary,
Bob is my hero!!
He is one of my blog readers who sent me an email. He knows my struggle over my love with Jamey...the woman I am suppose to be with forever.
He wrote me a great story of hope. I have cut and pasted it for all to read:
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My Body
Dear Diary,
Why do our bodies change?
The hair on my pot belly is starting to grow longer as the days get greyer.
It's not fair.
All I want is for my body to look like this....
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