Back in 1996 just before I was beckoned to hell, Farrell Grehan had a son who played in a band that invited to hang with them at the Lion's Den, a bar in NYC, I don't remember where. I met a girl named Lori at the bar and I talked to her for a little while. She was Phillipino and White and half black, she was a tall sturdy woman, whom after the Lion's den "accidentally" ended up at my haunt. This was in July, right before my last teaching gig and the acquisition of the vampire disease.

So we dated for a while and I was a gigolo and she was my sugar momma, and one day we didn't screw as usual, but she stayed in the bathroom totally zonked out, and she kept dragging her foot on the floor with her stilettos. After an hourwaiting for her to appear I ordered some special bikini television beauty contest and jerked off into a black bandad, because her being in the bathroom near the scott disposable towels I had to empy my guts somewheres.

Tonight an 18 year old girl came by wearing a black bandana outfit from the body on up sat at my table, and I remembered in all the running that I have done in the past 10 months, that there was one of the witch plots that she had scurried to find the sperm that I had thrown into a hole in the space behind a bureau, she then took a turkey baster and impregnated herself with me.

So I am a father. I was totally set up.

It is nice to know I already did it and am a father, and she or he is a part of the black race, and they were born 10 months after July-August 1996.

It is a MAy June baby born in 1996. They are nearly perfect, Viking two times by conquest, and by witchery.

I just wanted to say that in case I get killed in a pool fight tonight that I am a father. It all started at the lions den.

I am sure there is a pic of me from that year and so I will place that in my profile right now.

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It was an arrangement just in case I would not make it. I thought it kinda strange that LOri and my mother spent almost as much time together as her and I, I mean she even saw her more than Tamara in ten years.

She came along ona date on the upper east side, and then towards the end, Anja returned during the day, and I played basketball on my own, and they walked up together alrready talking knowing what was in the works.

I didn't read into then, or how the whole affair was set up, through the photographer Farrel Grehan.

I drove her around the city, shot pool together, she paid for everything, because I had no money, she was my main sugar momma, I had 2 others.

Apprently she was every race, and I was the Viking link, obviously done right. So, and anyways she was big boned with tight skin, and if you notice all the great athletes in sports have fat short black mothers. She was taller though, about as tall as me, with mysterious bald spot right smack in the back of the head, which didn't phase me because I got that area all covered since I am a man.

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