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pseydtonne...so I'm saving it for the end of Lupercalia. Hellllllllllo nurse!
Last night I was watching a craptacular movie with my roomie and we were busting on it. Suddenly out his window I saw a woman in the next building with only a bra on. She seemed to be making her bed or ironing or something repetitive involving a great view down a fine canyon. I had an even better view out my window. This apartment rules, even though I was totally leering and peeping and all the other crap. I guess I'm a perv. But dude, free melonoscopy.
I wasn't always so schkievy, was I? Naw, I guess I was. When I was four, my parents had some movie on HBO and I was sitting right in front of the TV. Naked breasts came on screen. They decided on the spot it would have to be okay for me to see this and maybe if they didn't say anything it'd just make it all normal. Then I said "I like tits". Yeah, I guess I'm doomed to being mostly hetero.
I suppose I should have something more noble to talk about than how much I can be a scuzzy male. I could tell you I picked up some useful books for work or that I went to several stores but they were all out of rock salt so I had to use, I kid you not, a cylinder of Morton table salt. There are all sorts of other things I could mundane about. I'd be boring myself more than I bore you. It's the Festival of Wolves, the day to honor erotic love instead of the polite version. I may be all sorts of legally mature but I'll still drop everything to get to second or third.
Time's up. Day's over. Aw, well. Back to... wait, that's Unix in a Nutshell 4th Ed, not pr0n. Where's a skin mag when I need one?
"late at night, all alone, after I'm finished...", Dante
Last night I was watching a craptacular movie with my roomie and we were busting on it. Suddenly out his window I saw a woman in the next building with only a bra on. She seemed to be making her bed or ironing or something repetitive involving a great view down a fine canyon. I had an even better view out my window. This apartment rules, even though I was totally leering and peeping and all the other crap. I guess I'm a perv. But dude, free melonoscopy.
I wasn't always so schkievy, was I? Naw, I guess I was. When I was four, my parents had some movie on HBO and I was sitting right in front of the TV. Naked breasts came on screen. They decided on the spot it would have to be okay for me to see this and maybe if they didn't say anything it'd just make it all normal. Then I said "I like tits". Yeah, I guess I'm doomed to being mostly hetero.
I suppose I should have something more noble to talk about than how much I can be a scuzzy male. I could tell you I picked up some useful books for work or that I went to several stores but they were all out of rock salt so I had to use, I kid you not, a cylinder of Morton table salt. There are all sorts of other things I could mundane about. I'd be boring myself more than I bore you. It's the Festival of Wolves, the day to honor erotic love instead of the polite version. I may be all sorts of legally mature but I'll still drop everything to get to second or third.
Time's up. Day's over. Aw, well. Back to... wait, that's Unix in a Nutshell 4th Ed, not pr0n. Where's a skin mag when I need one?
"late at night, all alone, after I'm finished...", Dante
