I was thirty years old when I started creepin'
Thanks to the fuckin' Mayans, I don't know if 2012 is really a good year to give up any of my vices. I've really only got alcohol and porn left at the moment, but what kind of final year would it be if I didn't get drunk or watch a black dude perform heroic sexual stunts? Not a great one, I'll tell you that much. Apparently (a little bird told me this), there's some kind of NoFap revolution out there amongst the internerds that may lead (after 90 days of biblical levels of self-abstinence) to actively participating in conversations with women who aren't related to you OR drunk/ugly. It sounds tiring to me. I prefer clicking yes or no on the "would you like to meet me?" section of a fabled dating website. I click no 99% of the time. It's supposed to learn from my negative responses but the internet still insists that I should be dating a 40 year old mess. I'd rather watch the sexual aerobics of a black guy who's prepared to put his mouth where his cock was.