Mind-Monkey
@Mind-Monkey
8 Years
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Trainwrecks and lost causes...
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Somehow that last functioning part of my brain deems itself a lousy comedian. Which wouldn’t be that bad if my mouth wouldn’t speak out things better not heard of. Outright cynic things at times. Guess once I’m dead you’ve to kill my mouth a second time just to be sure. Bad, bad mouth.
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As the topic suggests... sometimes being happy seems so difficult. And being thankful such a chore. Starting the day like a job we hate. Beginning it like swallowing ten tablespoons of devil made cough syrup.
Because, somehow, along the way, I forget t
Lets talk alcohol. What's in your bar/bar cart?
Do you have fresh flowers? Fresh citrus?
What's your signature drink you never run out of and are always prepared to make?
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...to communicate so you sending funny gifs and videos to your spouse?
...but i don't know what I want to talk about.
Any suggestions?
This forum has plenty of gay members but NO ONE is nasty as @HeavyEntertainmentShow!
I am wondering WHY his every post is parading his obscene experiences like sticking finger in Jeda butt or being approached by old gay or 'seducing anatraingt man' and
What happens when a straight woman walks into a gay bar by accident or in purpose?
New message board posts are completely ridiculous?
Like some dumbass halfwit just decided to make a thread because their attention span just went to shit and thought it would be a good idea to write some bullshit that no one gives a fuck about
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Anger comes in all shapes and sizes
So one of my favorite college professors and I met up this past Friday.
We had an early dinner, he gave me some books and we talked for a couple of hours.
He always sings my praises and compliments me on how smart I am and how he thinks I am a wonde
being on your way home in the evening and getting approached by an old fart at least in his 60s, who says he specializes in full nude body massages and night-long rim jobs, who then proceeds to insist you must have his cell number so you can send him late
Can’t stay quiet and collected even if my life depended on it. Somehow that last functioning part of my brain deems itself a lousy comedian. Which wouldn’t be that bad if my mouth wouldn’t speak out things better not heard of. Outright cynic things at times. Guess once I’m dead you’ve to kill my mouth a second time just to be sure. Bad, bad mouth.
Funny thing is, I just do my thing, innocently have a drink or two, and get adopted quite soon. And who am I to insist in not going with the flow? Just that charming tongue leaves us as soon as I’m sober which usually happens in foreign bedrooms about noon.
What’s the most hillarious way things turn out bad for you?