Working in a factory was the last thing he thought he'd be doing. Simply sealing kool aid packages-how could his life come to this? He could be a famous news reported, thats what he had always dreamed of at least. His fame came to an end on a simple news report slip up. "The weather tonight will be great for a late night jog. Back to you, Andrew," said weather news reporter #1. "The weather seems great for bug swapping, thank you weather news reporter #1." And just like that his career was over. He could have made a name for himself: Anderson Cooper. Instead, he left the news room that night to be jacking off into his mouth, having a sloppy, slow, nearly dead cum in his bathroom. His hopes and dreams were over, his nearly uprising fame would never lift off because of one simple mistake. He was gay, and he actually embraced it. Alone with his thoughts in this koolaid factory, he wondered if anyone has experienced his kind of pain.
There he was. Once an Olympian, he had the whole world awed by how speedy he was. In the underground 80s gay community he took on the name "Speedy Sanchez". He wasnt a spic. He was gay. Soon after his fame had faded away, he needed a plan to get back into the media before he ordered the three cyanide pills off of ebay. In the related searches, a suggestion popped, "mens ballsack tucker, sissy boy clothes, male high heels, nipple clamps, std in a can, cock sock for below average penis, Britney spears cd, estrogen, bible". Caitlyn. Thats the name. Cock between the socks. Formerly Bruce Jenner, now a beautiful empowering womyn. He got a reality show with other failed trannies he secretly hates but puts up with to receive fame, received the fame, and that was it. After lefties got over him and started riding another trannies dick, Bruce had no one to ride his dick. He was alone, his show canceled, no friends, no career. Often he ended his night by jacking off into his mouth and having a sad, dry cum. With his welfare benefits becoming harder to survive on, he had to find a job.
The eyes locked, gaydar signaled. " Bruce, please fuck me I am a gay boy fuck my anus hole" cried Anderson Cooper "Yes OK I will" Bruce caitlyn it said. This had all moved so fast, Anderson Cooper had never had luck like this. He spurts into panic mode. "I love Satan. He is my leader. All you people out there, I practice Satan." Naturally, gays are pussies, so Anderson rips open a packed koolaid and spits in it, pours in on himself. He is Satan. The koolaid is blood.
Bruce and Anderson go to the back room. "Fuck I am a dirty boy" Anderson had never had the chance to bug swap before. This was his chance, and no fame was attached to ruin his name any further. He could impregnate any gay man with his STD and have no public criticism attached. They had sex anassualy and now Bruce has aids.
This encounter would never last, as Anderson choked himself out that very night and died.
Bruce ponders if he has aids. The cauliflower dick was said to be normal and nothing to worry about.
Later bruce had changed his name to Charlie Sheen and splurged in the media for more fifteen minutes of fame, and had recently came out as a bug swapper and is a part of the HIV community.