I remember, long ago, going to breakfast with a group of people that partied HARD the night before and laughing that “we’re paying for last night” as we ate and laughed only to go do it again that night.
Now I drink two whiskeys and need 3 business days, four Xanax’s and a metric ton of Pedialyte to even raise my head from the pillow in bed. I’m in my late 30s. It’s usually better - for me at least - not to drink at all. Mileage definitely varies.
But, SatansMaggotyCumFart, I figured you to be a fierce advocate of organized religion especially of the WASP variety.
Don’t kill me, I’ll cum :(
All the ignorant [American] ass wipes that bemoan and slander Mexico: They’re more progressive than the USA. I know that scares the republican snowflakes. I’m glad women’s rights matter more in some areas. It should have always been about all human rights, but I’ll stop being nieve now.
Don’t judge me… I never use exclamation points unless the context is absolutely fitting. Aka, %1 of my email and text, if not less, uses it. It’s like I’ve saved it for it’s original meaning. My wife isn’t a fan of this.
Honey, little Samantha has someone’s grandpa all over her shoes again ❤️