THANK GOD FOR MY MUSTACHE!

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Humor  |  House: Booksie Classic

Joey accidentally stumbles upon a legendary Black Male myth from the 70's

So, in the last episode, Na-Na Johnson saved me from certain death at the hands of David White and the Orange Face brothers - because I had a mustache - and, quite by accident, I stumbled upon a particular Black male myth.

Maybe that’s why Na-Na seemed so so impressed. I’m still intrigued, though, as to where he received this information about facial hair somehow being a result of it, and how exactly it made you strong. Again, thank God for my Sicilian heritage - we always got hairy faster. Actually, it was quite a prestigious honor that Na-Na even thought that about me. I had achieved such a lofty position. I mean, it was a pretty big deal - nobody I knewit, even though a couple of them lied about it.

a girl yet. Esperanza’s kiss was practically my first one. I didn’t even know what a vagina really looked like. I mean, I did, but not up close and personal, you know?

who could I talk to about it? Where could I go? Who could I ask? Certainly not my father. Rule that out right now. Skinny and Ricky know even less about it than I do. I’m sure Na-Na would soon…maybe even tomorrow, be pumping me for more details, so I have to know something about it. Especially if I want Esperanza to think I’m anything more than just a dorky kid.  No, this is important.

sells Playboy magazines, too! They’re there in the back corner of the store, right above the Soldier of Fortune magazines.


Submitted: November 01, 2020

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