Page 20 of Single Dad Sundays


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KnotMyProblem: Spoiler: it isn't urine

GlitterDoctor: Ah, of course

GlitterDoctor: Blood

KnotMyProblem: I—

KnotMyProblem: WHAT

KnotMyProblem: NO

xVerity: Well, that escalated quickly.

TeenDad2: I'M DYING

KnotMyProblem: Glit, what kind of heavy metal dicks are rubbing up in your mosh pit?

KnotMyProblem: BLOOD SHOULD NOT BE COMING OUT OF ANY DICK

LoveHarley: unless ur trying to kill someone

LoveHarley: then it might be a good sign

TeenDad2: I can't breathe

TeenDad2: RIP me

GlitterDoctor: Is blood coming out of your dick, TD? You might still be alive if not

Gwynning: is this conversation really happening?

xVerity: I'm afraid so.

TeenDad2: BEST CONVO EVER

TeenDad2: I'm laughing so hard Bo and Penny are concerned for my wellbeing

KnotMyProblem: Well, as long as you're not bleeding from the dick, you should be fine

KnotMyProblem: ANYWAY, moving on, I know a lot about animals that piss on things because I grew up in the backwoods of Michigan's Upper Peninsula. While I adjusted fabulously to New York culture, I didn't grow up there. I mean, I still grew up poor, but at least I had trees

KnotMyProblem: we had this deer for a few years that kept coming over and pissing all over my dad's truck at night. It was really rude.

TeenDad2: Wow

TeenDad2: I never knew that about you, Knot

TeenDad2: What other secrets are you hiding???

KnotMyProblem: That information is restricted to individuals with level X clearance

xVerity: I'm sure all of us are grateful.

Gwynning: Very much so

GlitterDoctor: Well, I mean it doesn't take much to figure out that you're a vampire, what with your blood dicks and all

KnotMyProblem: I DO NOT