…I was typing it wrong. Well I’m glad it was just me being stupid and not your blog getting nuked
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I have before beheld such a bubble-brained breakdown of basic recall… I don’t know what the learned diagnosis might be, but I like to think of it as temporary dumbnesia.… Read the rest “I tried to find you and couldn’t, started to freak out and then realized…”
How many girls are you planning to take on and are you able to handle that insane amount of emotional output as you keep collecting wayward girls?
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How many? Ideally?
Somewhere between this asshole:
…and this asshole:
Bear in mind that my “doll house” would be a weed farm, and one can always use an extra set of hands in the grow rooms.
I have no idea who you are… you’re underestimating just how many self-loathing potential “me”s I have in my world.
That aside, I only hate shitty, hurtful people. Have you hurt anyone I care about lately? If not, then nope, I don’t.
I literally don’t know… it’s not like I have “a type”. But I have a guess how I came to care about them at all. I call it The Mary Hart Factor.
Okay, so it’s hard for me to overstate to what extent the 1980s were the Decade of the Calves.… Read the rest “what is that you like about calves?”
… Read the rest “I am sure you have noticed it too. 90% of your asks are anonymous…”What’s your theory behind it? Is it because these people have non-porn blog and don’t want to be associated with a nsfw blog, let alone one like yours (I mean that in a good way)? Is it because they are intimidated by your intelligent, deviant and sometimes brutal answers?
This was my first camera, part of Kodak’s ill-fated attempt to clone Polaroid’s self-developing film. They were sued for a fortune and lost… ended up having to send everyone rebates when they took the cameras off the market.
The funny thing was how lame the competition really was.… Read the rest “”
How many drinks, do you think? I mean, including the two you had at home, before the bar. Y’know, when you stood there, alone in the kitchen with the bottle in your hand, and calmly decided to make a mistake?
Was it… seven?… Read the rest “”
On the one hand, it’s nice when someone reblogs my oldest stuff and I’m like, “Oh yeah, I used to be Porn Caption Guy!”
Then I realize how many of those posts are flagged and I’m glad I stopped being Caption Guy.
Don’t give me that nonsense. I can already tell you’re trying to make this my fault.
But make no mistake: you’re in the trunk of the car because the trunk is where you belong. Can’t you tell, just by the way people look at you?… Read the rest “No One’s Priority”
You wanna step into my world
It’s a sociopsychotic state of bliss
You’ve been delayed in the real world
How many times have you hit and missed?
Your CAT scan shows disfiguration
I want to laugh myself to death
With a misfired synapse
With a bent configuration
I’ll hold the line while you gasp for breath
You want to talk to me?
