Brice and I ate the endless shrimp at Red Lobster. I consumed at least 35 shrimp, finding my favorite flavor to be the garlic scampi. The rest of that evening was spent burping up shrimp ghosts
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I'm glad that I don't have them getting all jungle in my face at work. However, having them get a little spicy over the phone from somewhere up in New Jersey doesn't make me feel all warm and tingly inside either.
Are there such things are nice people? Care Bears with lovely tits and throbbing cocks?
Maybe I'm getting too hopeful and horny, but, really, I think some people just want to holler and shout to see if you'll break down and give them what they want, which in my case is unfortunate because I'm dealing with doctors and nurses who seem to care more about money then their patients.
Ah well.
I'm glad you're otherwise getting used to strangers. I continue to hang my head when I walk past them.
And a bike, eh? We've got a lot of that going on around here. I think Asheville tries to be a granola city with a touch of goth and shot of hick. I haven't ridden a bike in so long, I'd probably fall off before I got near the poor thing.
Seems like good exercise, though. Nice tight legs to bounce quarters off of. Lord knows I need a bit of that.
Anyway, glad you're doing well. Sorry I haven't been more in touch. Full-time work blows. -_-
I'm glad that I don't have them getting all jungle in my face at work. However, having them get a little spicy over the phone from somewhere up in New Jersey doesn't make me feel all warm and tingly inside either.
Are there such things are nice people? Care Bears with lovely tits and throbbing cocks?
Maybe I'm getting too hopeful and horny, but, really, I think some people just want to holler and shout to see if you'll break down and give them what they want, which in my case is unfortunate because I'm dealing with doctors and nurses who seem to care more about money then their patients.
Ah well.
I'm glad you're otherwise getting used to strangers. I continue to hang my head when I walk past them.
And a bike, eh? We've got a lot of that going on around here. I think Asheville tries to be a granola city with a touch of goth and shot of hick. I haven't ridden a bike in so long, I'd probably fall off before I got near the poor thing.
Seems like good exercise, though. Nice tight legs to bounce quarters off of. Lord knows I need a bit of that.
Anyway, glad you're doing well. Sorry I haven't been more in touch. Full-time work blows. -_-
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