Weird Urge
Its a nice and cold 36 degrees F here in P'cola, FL. Windchill makes it feel like 32. And I have this urge to strip naked and run through my neighborhood. Is that abnormal for someone that has live in FLorida all of his life? I mean, I'm sure the cold wind generated by running around would be enough to kill me on contact.
But in case it wasn't, i imagine seeing my wing wong fall off due to frost bite - or shrivel up so small it appears to be trying to head back in towards my stomach - would be more than sufficient. BUt if the shirvelling happend, it would seem odd since all those almost 24 years ago, my bally balls decided to escape from there.
Anybody have a use for one of these??
Stories and cigarettes've ruined the lives of lesser girls.
But in case it wasn't, i imagine seeing my wing wong fall off due to frost bite - or shrivel up so small it appears to be trying to head back in towards my stomach - would be more than sufficient. BUt if the shirvelling happend, it would seem odd since all those almost 24 years ago, my bally balls decided to escape from there.
Anybody have a use for one of these??
Stories and cigarettes've ruined the lives of lesser girls.