Long time since I pulled the lever. If I was giving politics any thought it was only on which hole we vote to fuck tonight.
Mine or his.
The ship swayed in the breeze and the dolphins followed the prow of the bow. My pecker was tinged red and brown on account of the Cap’ns brown nosing ways.
Happy to be sailing the sea. Shooting the breeze. Talking cock and nonsense with the boys.
Not much else needed.
We eventually landed in Charlestown, Carolina. What a shithole. Like all of America, it was full of self righteous bullshit while fucking the black nanny in the backshed.
The lads trod on shore. No whores, no fun, no money.
What a gawdawful country it was.
Glad to get back on deck the next day and we headed south; back to our little patch of poofta heaven.
This Cap’n never wore a nightie. Liked his lads bare ass naked.