The other day i was sitting in my tool shed. I heard a knock at the door.
“Gawd dammit Bobby, I told you I don’t want you in my tool shed boy”

As I walk to the door I think to myself,

‘Its barely 3pm and already the boy aint right’

I finally open the door after more knocking, and I see him.

Dale.

“H-Hank, I just- I just cant stop thinking about you. Ever since that night Hank, falling asleep without you has been a nightmare. Please, just one more night.”

I looked at him in disbelief. I couldnt believe he remembered. Our one night stand back during the Reagen administration. By Gawd, if I could vote for him again i would.

It didnt matter. That night, the night Reagen won, Dale won too.

He won my heart.

Me and Dale had hot, gay, sex that night and i felt great. But now? Guilt.

I tell him,
“Dale, we cant do this anymore.”

But before I could finish the sentence hes got me pinned against the wall.

“D-Dale! Be careful! the tools might hurt you!”

“I dont care Hank, we both know we need this.”

I turned aroud after i pushed him off me, and spread wide.

“Just this last timr Dale, baste my turkey!”

He wasted no time, he unzipped and shoved his propane hose deep into my gas lines.

“Oh Dale!”

“Im gonna go Hanky!”

Then it was done.

We got up, and made some burgers and drank some beers.

Gawd Bless Ronald Reagen