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It's Call of Duty, Not Call of Doody

It's Call of Duty, Not Call of Doody

When my son asked me to buy him the new Call of doody, I said no.
I had to ground him because of the tantrum he decided to throw.
He kept asking me to buy the new Call of doody but I wouldn't buy it.
I said no because it's disgusting to buy a video game that's about shit.
He said that it's not about shit, it's about fighting in a war.
I agreed to buy it so he wouldn't pester me anymore.
I decided that it would be better to buy it than to hear him beg and nag.
But I said no again when we went to GameStop and I saw the $60 price tag.
He started having a tantrum right there in the store.
The manager picked him up and threw him out the door.
I refused to but it because I only earn $9000 per year and that's a small income.
My son said that because I actually thought it was about doody, I was dumb.
When we went back to GameStop, he actually asked a salesman if he could have the game for free.
The manager was so angry that he cussed both of us out and he started beating the hell out of me.
When he got through beating me, he said if we come back, we will be shot.
My son asked me to take him there again and a spanking was what he got.
I have some advice for you if you have a son and if you're poor.
Don't take him to GameStop or you may get your ass kicked in the store. 

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