[SDMF-032] The Reason My Sister’s Tongue is Like a Snake is Because She Practiced Fellatio with Me Every Day. Peach-colored Family VOL.34 – Kano Hana

Troll, I’ve seen commenters suggest you live in your mom’s basement. But I never did. I don’t like to assume things, or say inaccurate things. Anyway, as to living situations, your “Novel was interesting. You wrote: . . . he lived rent-free at his elderly mother’s home. . . he scratched his round, exposed belly and yelled out to this mother. “Mom! I want breakfast! Make me some waffles… and sushi!” She was gray and tired, but you could see the compassion she held for her “little boy” who refused to move out of the house even past age 40.” FWIW, I moved out of my parent’s house during my second year of college, moved across the continent from them for grad school, lived in sin with a woman I didn’t marry, then married. Raised kids, cooked breakfast for them. (But not waffles. Fritatas or Swedish pancakes. Or just let them eat cereal)  My mother, may she RIP, died many years ago. And FWIW, she never made me waffles. There was a division of labor when I was a kid. It had been my father who did the waffle making. Never Eggos. He mixed up the Bisquick (or let me help) and poured it into a waffle iron. Many decades ago.  This century, almost… Read more »