say something hot
I’m old, kid, and nearing the end of two weeks wherein I have barely slept, watched scary movies with a girl attached to every limb, beaten multiple asses, punched multiple faces, been ringleader of a five-cunt orgy, soothed countless tears, and made more dreams come true than Santa and Make-A-Wish combined.
I ache, I’m emotionally exhausted, and I’m enduring what could be best described as “harem drop”. I feel somewhere between an aging satyr-god and the world’s most underpaid therapist.
So you’re lucky if you get coherent sentences, much less “something hot”.