General sojourn of my muses rambling: Me ole friends have left me high and dry (sailor terms)… I’ve never been in the Navel or the Air Force, although they wanted me after testing, but me mom stepped in and said “You took one of my sons, you’ll not have another”… (Explicative to suppress wisdom of non-contact by such agencies; I was her baby boy)… I miss my girl; MOM… Sorry, getting off track… even though, me ole friends choose or cannot return me calls, my memories of them live abound… I love you till day’s inn within the cradle of meeting you; someday again… FIN… Mucho Luv… I think I sound a little girlish… (Men; (I) have feelings too!!!) If you prick me, do I not ask, “this is a prostrate exam right?!!!” yes Dr Thumbs reply (Then Dr Thumbs inquired; here’s a visiting doctor, may he take a look?; but of course I said, I was drugged, I made the eagle on a quarter cry, my cheeks were so tight… lol )… Is it weird to take your girlfriend for a Hydro-Colonic Therapy and a salad bar afterwards for her birthday? Sorry if I OFFEND ANYONE, I’M EXPERIENCING FREE FLOW OF THOUGHT NAMESTE…
Posted on: Thu, 05 Dec 2013 04:00:35 +0000
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