nimbusfool

its is hard to type because I think i burned the thumb, pointer, and middle print off my right hand. Lets not talk about how it happened, i'll just say- drunk logic + pizza in the oven. enuff said.

so I just found out that- riding my bike home drunk off my ass in the dark while it rains super hardcore is probably one of the more enjoyable experiences life has to offer. I get home and there is wet pussy waiting for me after I make a cat call. I mean.. RAWR! and my poor fuckin cat comes out of the bushes sopping wet actin like I'm the last person its ever goin to see.

I'm manager now where I work and I already have sold off positions. hell they promoted me- the only employee forced to wear a long sleeve shirt and or sweat bands to cover up tats - also those good old times when I had to put electrical wire through my lip ring so the owner wouldn't be "offended" so says the subordiants. I'm hiring my stripper friend with a few awesome tats and the most badass mohawk I've ever seen on a girl. I'm biased because after ten + years knowing this girl well its one of those situations where you love somone to death but (i've met girls that pretend to not know) you totally want to nail them. Lets face it, I'm your friend because I want to fuck you. I mean I support you in every thing that you do but ideal situation is me between your thighs neck deep in pussy-

I have to go throw up more