Those are 5 words I love to hear in the evening. This shit right here sounds like the flimsy plot of a gay porn movie. It’s not, but you can still make it extra sexy by taking off your pants, snuggling up to an 8-inch pork sausage and imagining the “bow chicka bow bow” song playing in the background.
21-year-old Antonio Vasquez was arrested in Fresno on Saturday morning for allegedly breaking into a home, stealing $900 and then beating one dude with a giant sausage and rubbing spices in the face of another. I told you this was going to be sexy.
It all started when Santiago Cabrera was sleeping on the porch of his home in Fresno, CA on Saturday morning. Santiago suddenly woke up to Antonio hitting him in the face with an 8-inch sausage. If only I had such problems.
While Santiago struggled to get up, Antonio kept hitting him in the face and head with his giant sausage.
After Antonio was finished beating Santiago with his juicy sausage, he ran inside the house and found Cesar Macias sleeping on a futon in the family room. Instead of attacking Cesar with his big sausage (I love writing that), Antonio threw Pappy’s seasoning in his face! A load of hot spices to the face. This just gets better. Pappy’s is made from “high quality all purpose spice blends, sauces and marinades.” I bet it is.
Before busting out of the house, Antonio took off his shorts, with his drivers license, credit cards and cell phone in its pockets. He ran into an orange orchard with only a t-shirt and boxers on. He looks like the type who will beat you with his big sausage and then run off into the morning. Typical
Antonio was quickly caught by the cops in a field. They recovered the money, but the pork sausage was nowhere to be seen. When the cops asked Antonio where it was, he answered, “a dog ate it.”
Antonio is currently being held on $100,000 bail.
Okay, in addition to being the plot of a gay porno, this could also be a “Three Stooges” episode.
Seriously, Antonio shouldn’t threaten me with a good time! If that was my ass, I’d beg Antonio not stop! I’d play a little game of “pin the sausage on the hiney.” Wait. What kind of sausage are we talking about again?