The new wolf chapter 6
He reminded me of a gay bear. i try to back away, but forgetting that i was in a cage, didn’t get far. “you won’t get far,” another voice said. behind me was another person. he had a military haircut and tan skin.
Future Tense
Byron sold his baked goods, and the twins (being straight) gave riding lessons to the yowens, and no one had organized a lynch-mob bearing torches and pitchforks to roast the old gay bear at the stake.
Reflection (Story in da Works)
Hell even the teacher had gone and disappeared, the bear thought 'guess that's what i get for being the fat sleepy fag bear...'.