Once upon a time there was a boy named Timmy. Timmy was a special boy from the moment he was born.
The doctors blamed Timmy’s gift on all of the chemicals she’d illegally injested during her pregnancy but it was apparent to anyone really in the know that Timmy was a godsend.
By the time he was 12 Timmy had grown to over eight feet in height and had a full beard and a gigantic Ogre head. He was also about as smart as a turnip and had a face only a mother could love.
She did seem to love it, with hammers, and pans, and Timmy could even hear the love in her voice when she’d lock him in the shed for days on end.
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When he became an adult he tried out to be the new Conan
But even a sock wasn’t enough to make Timmy’s unimpressive manhood appear intimidating or barbaric so he was shown the door
Timmy found no relief for a long time, after years of being treated like a freak he decided to end it all
Just then a blind woman offered him a job watching her children and although she insisted on calling him Rita Timmy was happy he found a good job. And when one of the kids got lippy Timmy got to eat them.
The end.
