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Once I Saw A Dancing Midget

No shit.

He was a friend of mine, shorter bastard about maybe 4 feet tall, wore a cowboy hat and boots with spurs. Drank a lot of Budweiser.

One day, granted this was at least 13 or 14 years ago, I went to his house to party. And we partied like crazy, smoking and drinking. Once he had the alcohol in him, said little person was dancing on the coffee table to country music.

And then he gathered up his heavy six foot tall woman and fucked her in the adjoining bedroom.

Yes, once I saw a dancing midget, and he was a hell of a guy!

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2 Responses to “Once I Saw A Dancing Midget”

  1. Tony Says:
    November 29, 2008 at 3:38 am

    I once had sex with a midget.

    No shit.

    Was like fucking a bag of potates…

  2. Jerrod Balzer Says:
    November 29, 2008 at 4:02 am

    Oh GOD, I’d love to fuck a midget. Tony, you lucky bastard.

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