Ahhh the White Witcher, what a joy.

User Rating: 7.5 | The Witcher PC
By kcaldwel | Review Date:
I know this man, the Witcher. He grew up in my home town and dated my sister. His white hair is a wig and his breath reeks of snot. He snores too. But I shouldn't know that, after all, he is my father. But enought about my father and back to the Witcher. Years later I met the Witcher again at a job I had for about a year and a half. He had cleaned up his act a bit, but he was a snob and thought he was better than me and everyone else in the office for that matter. He wore these khaki pants every day, not just on Mondays or Thursday after a good laundry day, but every day. I am guessing he had 5 pairs, exactly alike and wore one each day of the week and did laundry on Saturday, or maybe Sunday. Then the cycle would start all over again.

One morning, Monday I believe, he came in to the elevator. I said hey to him, cause, well he is the Witcher. He didn't even acknowledge me. He backed right up against me in the elevator where I was pinned between him and the wall. He just stood there, broad shoulders and all. A staired directly at the back of his blue golf shirt. Then I smelled it, yep it was a good old air poo. He blew butt right on me. I looked down at his butt, and their it was, he had a poop stain right in the crack of his khaki pants. I couldn't believe it. Was it fresh, from earlier this morning. It was about half an inch long, lgiht brown and ran the crack of his pants. Well the next day I saw him strutting around and there it was again, the same stain, same pants. Then I realized, he doesn't have 5 pairs of khaki pants. He has one pair, and wears them every day.

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