Sniffing the powder off the back of a peg legged stripper invigorates the joy that viagra has left me long ago. I wake up feeling nostalgic of the good times of yesteryear when dwarf porn gave me the fix I needed to get through the daily bullshit of fuckery from dumb fucks.
My fingers are broken and all but one will come up. It just so happens to be my middle finger. I call it a disablity, others call me an asshole. Makes jacking off a bitch. People think lesser of me. I guess I shouldn't masturbate in public then. I don't know what disturbs them most, the middle finger, the masturbation, or the masturbation with the middle finger.
I exhale the cigarette smoke and whisper, "what a day, what a mother fucking day".
The Little Mermaid Goes to the Driving Range
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It is officially summer. Or, at least, it is officially unofficial summer,
which is the kind of legal distinction only autistic meteorologists, and
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4 comments:
you're not right.
but this was good reading!
you really shouldn't touch it in public...ya whacker.
we all have to learn at sometime
I feel like this most days.
I have just downloaded iStripper, so I can watch the best virtual strippers stripping on my desktop.
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