By
Stanley Collymore
Don’t take me for the gullible sucker that you think I am –
as I’m most definitely not one! And it does actually
matter to me you endeavouring to palm your
lasciviously conceived and born offspring
upon me, and then quite dishonestly
claiming how much happier, you
think, the two of us will undoubtedly be on my finally,
and delightedly you suppose, becoming a cherished
father. Well, let me immediately and forthrightly
debunk that fantasy theory of yours, as I’m
not for a solitary moment buying your
duplicitous and adulterous charade
of bonhomie malevolently and
heartlessly directed at me.
For you see, borne out of full-blown necessity, and
quite obviously unknown to you, I’ve been most
steadfastly keeping a daily, contemporaneous
and detailed personal diary, in which I’ve
systematically and truthfully recorded the actual times,
and very few in number, when you and I have had
sexual intercourse with each other; so I most
positively do know that it certainly
can’t
be me, who is you bastard child’s
presumed biological daddy.
How do I know that outcome with such absolute certainty?
Well, DNA tests aside, I secretly as a counterpoise measure,
on my painful discovery of your incredible hypocrisy,
entrenched adultery and stupefying, cuckolding
dishonesty, sensibly and precisely eighteen
months now, did make the conscious
and judicious decision to have
a precautionary vasectomy.
© Stanley V. Collymore
13 July
2019.
Author’s
Remarks:
Inspired by, written for and naturally dedicated
to all the cuckolding tarts globally, and most specifically the plethora of
them within and across the United Kingdom. Of course it simply isn’t going to
change anything on your heartless part, as you’re much too accustomed in your
callous and lascivious behaviour for any such redeeming characteristics to
suddenly emerge, assuming of course that there were any such characteristics
there of that calibre to start with.
Nevertheless, like they say, it’s nice to be
acknowledged. And sure, as Hell, you are by me! For how could I possibly
overlook a bunch of delusional, white supremacist, intellectually challenged
and hardnosed colonialist fantasists, particularly across the purported western
world, who rather routinely let their well-used Fannies do their thinking for
them, as their discernibly addled brains are wholly incapable of such onerous
tasks? A situation, and most certainly in the case of Britain, that contingent
with the number of dim-witted and likeminded bastards that they produce, and at
a minimum 10% of whom - and not dissimilar from their mothers - don’t even know
who their biological fathers are.
Doesn’t stop them though from ludicrously and
pathetically, assiduously and avidly climbing aboard their farcical white
supremacist bandwagon though! How more totally asinine can one get I wonder.
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