Hornyween!!

If I see any more of these tramps running around in skimpy clothing later, then I'll treat my prick like it's a fuckin crash-test dummy! My name is Uncle PMAC, so if you're smart, then you'll steer clear of my door, because it will smell like a fart! You might think it's gas, but in all honesty, that aroma is nothing but grass!!! Open your bag, and close your eyes, let your favorite fake relative give you a surprise! What the fuck are you, Little Johnny? Some sort of Rasta? Shut your mouth, all you're getting is pasta! How about you, Sally? Are you wearing spandex?! I like the looks of it, so here, have a xanex!!! I'll shimmy around the Cabin, waiting for the night-riders, and as soon as they come to my entrance, I'll feed them some roast beef sliders! What's that, Michelle?! Some sort of glowstick?! If you don't like candy, you can always just eat my dick! Tis Hornyween in the TriState, and even Bo knows, all Uncle PMAC has to offer, is just a shitload of pornos!!!!!