A Father allows his SON to have a Radio. Waveband then comes apart when the boy plays the musick too loud ROck E Roll drum solo guitar riff brass crecendo rhythum and blue sultry tunes. The boy so sex starved hair is growing from his palms he is nearly blind from sneaking peaks at night undercover with a fleshlight a pair of twezzers and a mirror. He nearly always sees his breathe but sledom catches his Reflection in that LOUD FORNICATING musick of Three DOg Night and Foghat. no knobs no knobs no knobs. The knobs came off the Radio he turns them on with a pair of pliers just to piss the old man off. The AM band he tore in half he never wants to be a nerd again. HOT on one said cold on the under. Puberty is messing with his Religious fervor turned up in the wrong Direction he only tunes the Radio Station to FM. A Father Feathor.
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