everyone has secrets.
if you didn’t,
you wouldn’t be human.
you know the wolf who is living down the hall from you?
the one you think is perfect with his well put together family?
the one you want to smash?
well, he is banging his assistant.
oh, guess what?
it happens to be a fox.
his wife doesn’t care.
their marriage has been over months ago.
she is fucking his brother.
what about that vixen you always see in the morning?
you know, the pretty one?
well, she is a sex addict and had a train ran on her the night before.
or, is it just life?
we all have something that we are keeping secret.
you are reading this site now,
so you may already have a secret.
some of our secrets are big; others are corny.
we all have something we don’t want other people to know.
so i started to wonder…
How big are your secrets?
this elmo thing bothers me.
i actually feel sorry for him now.
i judged him.
i thought he was luring kids with elmo and raping them.
you know, like that old man who lives down the block from you.
he actually lures them with candy.
elmo just had a fetish.
and what kills me is the jackal and hyenas were down for it.
they saw those sesame street dollar signs,
but they were down to get down.
now they turned on him and used all his secrets against him.
this has caused him to lose his job and become a laughing stalk all across the country.
but, what are their secrets?
the ones they are hiding in their closets?
the ones if exposed will destroy them.
it reminds me of the lifestyle.
you have a secret.
not everyone is out.
people actually just want to be private and live their lives secretly.
they have fetishes that the world would not understand.
you think you can meet someone who respects that,
but one wrong move and all your shit is out there for judgement.
suddenly you go from “that polite guy that people respect and doesn’t do wrong“,
to “that evil faggot we can’t trust anymore because he kept a secret from us“.
is that even right?
these hyenas and jackals think they are doing good pulling someone out the closet…
…but they are making someone do something they aren’t ready for.
it’s like being pushed off a building without a warning.
i think it’s sad and pathetic.
if we were to hear their secrets,
because you know they always have some triflin‘ secret,
they will try to play “the victim“.
that down low baller wolf who tackles fox-ends off the field.
the singer fox who sings to women but loves a nice meat sandwich (hold the onions).
that guy at your job who is fucking your boss.
that person in your family who is married and loves meeting wolves at gay clubs.
we all have secrets.
you know like that person you killed and dumped his body in the forest.
but, are our secrets really ever safe?
are they just on a loading dock ready to be shipped out to society once we fuck up with someone?
those same friends of yours are patiently waiting to expose you.
some people deserve their karma,
but others are just innocent and don’t deserve it.
but, karma has a way of bring things back around to the bitch with the mouth.
you see the jackal got his karma with his messy business coming out.
i started to wonder about secrets.
as much as we keep them…
When do they become dangerous?
- Kevin Clash Officially Resigns As Elmo… But, Elmo Still Has A Job. (insidejamarifox.com)
- Elmo’s Ex Boyfriend Comes To His Rescue (insidejamarifox.com)
- mental homework (10) (insidejamarifox.com)