

#justice for pillows
You would have been closer to Daddy Trump.
So, a lot more of life sucking and a lot less pretty boys to fawn over.
You don’t think French do weird shit all the time?
Maybe you are French yourself.
How you doin?
Wait,
So I, a devout worshipper of my partners jingle-jangles, am automatically going to heaven because I’ve been making him my bitch in my throes of passion every weekend?
…thus are you also saying that there would be many like me in heaven, again, for me to make all of them my bitches???
I think I’ve started liking this religious thing.
…and I used to be good, really good.
Life fucks everybody, you aren’t special.
I was in one of those groups.
Now I am in the other group.
I refuse to go back.
All you wankers blabbering about without even hinting about the important issue.
So did a small boy get his orange soda or nah?
Have you no soul people?
Just get some laxatives bro.
Aint no reason to rasp your insides to clear your bowels.
Fibre foods are the real thing though.
I have balls-scrunching anxiety.
So any kind of public speaking means I shit my pants.
I gave a presentation today & I only got scared shitless at the beginning. After those first 2mins, things went well.
Mind you, I had previously left mid-way from one such presentation with the same people, making a stupid excuse.
Felt nice.
Rugrats
Oh boy, I don’t know how to break it to you.
This is not good bro.
I’ll tell you what this is.
It’s a classic case of asking strangers on the internet some medical advice. You clearly have the aggressive form of stupid bro.
There’s just one cure.
A hard smack to your favourite side of the head and then, without fail, a visit to the local doctor, as a follow up.
Repeat as required.
I am a fat ass.
I got myself a gym membership.
Had begun going, but then slacked off because of the reason listed in the first line.
Then, I saw this really superb workout underwear thing, (fuck knows what are they called), in a mall and thought that this might help me go back. So I bought a pair.
I shit you not, this fabric, I don’t know what this is. But it’s so fine that my jewels feel like they have been wrapped snug in velvet, they just feel so safe!
I’m a grower and not a shower but even then oh my heaven, my twigs and berries make a mound so perfect, it would make Himeros proud.
I think it’s the same material they make Yoga pants with for women.
I now understand the fascination.
I now go to the gym just so that I get to wear these fancy knickers.
Change of plan.
I am now schooled on preferring positive physical greetings.
But I appreciate your input.
I am average!