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Did anybody hear that? That whining? Kinda sounded like a 6 year old girl being told “no”? Eh, either way….Anyhow, lemme get you up to speed on me….Let’s see, this morning i woke up to a badass blowjob, then, instead of using that to wake me up so I can fuck HER, today she let ME be the girl and just lay there. Very nice. Then we went out to breakfast and I had a hamsteak so big I couldn’t finish it. The toast was sourdough. Also, I am currently reading a book. It’s incredible. A page-turner I can’t wait to finish. In the last chapter this dude was chasing this other dude, so good. Work was cool yesterday. Went by fast and I hardly had to bust my ass. My truck is very dirty. It needs a wash. I’ll probably do that one day. I also gotta clean my house today. There are clothes everywhere. I’m watching Knight Rider right now. Hasselhoff was a pimp. That car makes funny noises that I like. They make my buttcheeks tingle. I put pictures of my dick on the net. Search Google using the keywords freak and cock. Should pop right up. We just got back from breakfast and she wanted more sex, so I put her up on the bathroom counter and rammed it home, then sent her off to work and I’m gonna go take a nap on the couch and then wake up sometime later. I wish pretzels came in other shapes besides the twist, the stick, the log, the nugget, the square grid, and the occasional circle. Ok, so I guess they make enough shapes, but c’mon, wouldn’t a pretzel cube be neat?

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“The caramel sauce of a man is his need to want to will himself to belong to a cult. If and when this is acheived, only then may he begin to build his sunday backwards, with the ice cream coming last. Unless he was making caramel apples, in which case, disregard the previous statement.”

~Freak

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