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It has been a while since my last post. The king seal invited me for tea, but it was full of poo. I hate poo tea. I hate the king seal.
Anyway today I played charades with a young brunette boy with ivory skin. My first charade was TWO WORDS. I flapped my arms. I got on all fours and made a howling motion. Of course you could tell it was a birddog. Any idiot could tell it was a birddog. But the boy had spent too much time brushing his shiny long chestnut locks to pay attention to nature. I reemed his ass for it. He is a man now. His charade was he had a black eye and a sore butt from getting beaten by the village wrestler (named Matumbo HAHAHALOL THAT IS ME HAHAHA). But any fool knows that.
My mood is full of the thrill of victory.
Anyway today I played charades with a young brunette boy with ivory skin. My first charade was TWO WORDS. I flapped my arms. I got on all fours and made a howling motion. Of course you could tell it was a birddog. Any idiot could tell it was a birddog. But the boy had spent too much time brushing his shiny long chestnut locks to pay attention to nature. I reemed his ass for it. He is a man now. His charade was he had a black eye and a sore butt from getting beaten by the village wrestler (named Matumbo HAHAHALOL THAT IS ME HAHAHA). But any fool knows that.
My mood is full of the thrill of victory.