Huh? in Hello

  • Jan. 21, 2025, 9:49 a.m.
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Oh ya!
Joker: Part Poo is on.

Oh God I can’t stop it.
Those sweet juices.
Opens the sluices.
Roll around my tongue, it loosens.
Squint the eye
Not because between thighs
These gumny worms I slave to…oh my!

3:33

I’m sleep deprived and a weea’boot tired.

I have a plan. Worked things out. Just this holiday. Now tomorrow’s low is…fuck. I remember when going out in 17 degree fahrenheit at one AM was considered edgy to me. I drifted off during that last few sentences for twenty minutes.

Fuck it

Peace!


Last updated January 21, 2025


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