Hank Heathenry God of Hatemaxxing on Nostr: Hot pockets, local craft IPA and barcade emasculated millennial man face 😏 dudes ...

Hot pockets, local craft IPA and barcade emasculated millennial man face 😏 dudes pays rent on a storage unit for his Funko pop collection because his wife doesn't want them around throwing off the Feng Shui and he only gets to visit them when his wife's black boyfriend brings him a new one he got at Walmart and tells him to take a hike for like 6 hours, so he drives his Prius over to the storage unit and opens up the garage door and one falls out because it's so packed, he bends down to pick it up and rubs the front of the mint condish box as a tear falls from his eye with a smile of despair on his face as he looks at it, and it's a black panther one, reminding him of Shawntrell Dayquarious day day Jackson at home railing his wife making a wet spot on his side of the bed that he's gonna have to sleep in as part of HER cuckold fetish. He straightens them all out and kisses his fingers and touches the boxes before locking up and heading over to the barcade to drink several IPAs with his fellow cuckold buddies as they talk about what their wife's bull got for them this time and then go play something like Tekken until he gets a text from his wife saying it's all clear to come home and to stop by the store to pick her up a bottle of wine to wash the taste of nigger cum out of her mouth. He arrives home and the place smells like a real bull session and it's humid where all the windows and mirrors are all foggy and her hairs a mess with runny mascara all over her eyes. She tells him to strip down into his boxers and go sleep in the wet spot before it dries while she sleeps on the couch