The Ending

30 Dec

This year was like a movie where the first two acts were good and the ending sucked. You gotta write the ending first.

I die a famous author with beautiful children and six teenage wives. My penis has grown. My nose shrunk. I’ve found a bench vise to whack out the factory sights and install Tech Sights on my 10/22. Shot in excess of 100 yards with stunning accuracy. Woodrow has lived a record setting life for a cat. I’ve thrown out the cardboard boxes from the back room at last. I have taken out the compost.

Finished the last book and faked my own death. Only women can find me. Only teenage wives. One of every major ethnicity. An Amazonian guard. All have long natural hair.

I think back to December 30 2020. Where I enjoyed a good lunch and had a nice date in the park. I saw the woodpeckers again. Perhaps I ordered a sight for my recurve bow. Did not masturbate too early and deplete my kundalini. I remember as the six wives suck me off. I banged out one more god damn blog post that day, I tell them. As the Hispanic one laps my balls. Wanted 36 for the year. Hit December 30 with 35. I’d had five days off and couldn’t write shit. Nothing happened. I felt trapped. Even though I could have gone anywhere. Then it came to me. Fuck it. Write something stupid and post it. And you can give up.

I took a good shit too. Long and ropey. Wow, they say. I still can’t believe how great you are. I pass into the ether painlessly. The afterlife resembles the park. The woodpeckers.

I’m sitting in the park. The birds piping and a woman walks by. A Chinese woman with an ass, black yoga pants, and I look. I chub up but not uncomfortably. My penis channeled seamlessly into soft open space in my underwear and jeans. Not getting rock hard at speed ramming head on into that stiff stone wall by the zipper, trying to torque itself in half. Just snakes along my thigh pleasurably as the Chinese ass lady saunters past. Not so big a hard on where I can’t stand. Just enough blood where if I got up she’d see. Think damn that guy has a thick one. It’s paradise.

5 Responses to “The Ending”

  1. DD December 30, 2020 at 1:58 pm #

    Handsome cat.

  2. snup December 30, 2020 at 2:26 pm #

    “My penis channeled seamlessly into soft open space in my underwear and jeans.”

    Gonna memorize this since I needed a way to describe this phenomenon. thank u ❤

  3. Abbis T. Sullinz December 30, 2020 at 3:12 pm #

    Have a happy new year, Senor Tacos. Hopefully somehow it will suck less than this past one, not just for you, but everybody else as well. At least we get one last awesome piece from you for the year either way.

  4. Wavvytheplant December 30, 2020 at 8:59 pm #

    The ending or a new beginning? God speed Tacos, you have earned it all.

  5. NiggerKing January 25, 2021 at 11:33 pm #

    You’re slowly morphing into Wint with each new post

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