
Originally Posted by
Bojangles69
Dear Mr. Hooden,
I am sad to inform you that I knew your son. My name is Petey and I was taking dance lessons with your son at the time. He was hiding them from you because he was afraid you would think he was gay, which he was. You may ask "Well gosh how do you know that Petey?" and my answer is cause I fvcked him in the ass and spit on his face. And he liked me to call him "daddy".. which was odd. Anyway, not only was your son a gay whore, but he hated you. He hated knowing you, knowing how dumb you were, and how ignorant you were towards steroids. If you had been a little less ignorant he could have been less afraid to talk to you, but he'd still be dead cause he got his idiot genes from his father.
Rather than accepting responsibility as a parent, you give a bad name to a wonderful drug and only make kids wanna use steroids more so they don't have to be a sad miserable waste of life like you.
I am sad your son is gone, my little gay whore or not, at least he had the brains to realize steroids were not lethal (by his choice to use them). He did not have the brains however to escape his idiot father. It was like idiocy chained to moronocy, so he killed himself. It was the only way he could escape you.
And for the record, steroid users do not share needles. The articles you are reading were written by monkeys. Please do not have any more kids Mr. Hodden.
Sincerely - Petey aka Bo
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