Welcome to a fascinating new experiment in mid life crisis downward spiral. Much like that of an actual toilet/ shithouse. This site dedicated to those of us with the elite distinction of possessing a deeply ingrained sexual fetish centered around the ever alluring vision of an elegant female flatulating freely into a bong while I then inhale deeply through the bong into the very center of my being. If you are reading this you may be in serious need of an intervention for one of any number of reasons i also enjoy implementing the fine art of run on sentences if this practice bothers you please feel free to verily consume my plunkees what i really hope for is this diatribe will be researched and critiqued by one or more sick dirty chain smoking grease saturated hair pieces of shit that somehow think that somewhere deep inside of me is a strong sensitive man who is looking for love in all the wrong places. I may decide to review local restaurants on this site also and excuse me for using punctuation earlier as i do not wish to spoil anyone with annoying punctuation or well placed capital letters but i digress i think the most important subject to currently address would be as follows If pizza delivery drivers were only females dressed in vanilla pudding shampooed thickly upon theyre bodies and heads I would personally up the occasions i choose to order pizza delivered to my home
Saturday, August 25, 2012
thinking out loud
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