Back before I was an internationally known celebrity with a deep and abiding faith in the superiority of the white race, I was just another small town girl with no brain, an eating disorder, and an insatiable love of cock. One time, my aunt was in town and she told me there was a great little place to get wieners. I could hardly resist. I got wet just thinking about it. I went here and its a fucking hot dog stand. Apparently, old bags like my aunt called hot dogs "wieners" back in the stone age. I wasn't about to be let down. I was fucking horny. I fucked the guy behind the counter. I think he was Swedish. Lars or some such shit. He wasn't a good lay.
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