Was playing monopoly with the fam this Xmas over at aunt Bethany’s house. My stupid dweeb cousin Kyle landed on park place. Guess who owned it with hotels and shit. Me. Grabbed my dick and told him merry New Years. Pay me. He started crying like a little bitch. 8 years old is too old to cry like a bitch in my book. Uncle Doug got heated and informed me I needed to cool my jets. Dick in hand, I walked to the kitchen to load a plate with spiral ham and halved roasted mini potatoes. Smothered it in Louisiana hot sauce and ketchup. Knuckles were turning white at this point. You ever been a wringer at a pheasant hunt and choked the life out of a winged bird? They struggle but you and the bird knows it only ends one way. This is the last light they will ever see. It was like that. A mercy strangle. I felt the pulse as my meat pleaded. The rhythmatic thump..thumpthump. I poured my self a big glass of whole milk. Walked back to the table and set the pate down by the bank. Had to make two trips, as my left hand was busy. Holding my dick. Uncle Doug and Grandma Mae had some shit to say, but I wasn’t trying to hear it. Landed on Park Place Kyle. Pay me.