I’m A Son of Anarchy: Unless Some Authority Fucked With My Parents Fucking
How about you? Or, are you a product of of immaculacy? I’m sure you’d prefer to believe that in your tender comfort. Clean birth. That’s what you want, right? They fucked in a Biblically and/or Socialistically sterile room, and that’s where you were eventually born. It’s just simple biology. Off spring are you. No dirty...