Dip, House Fires and Practical Jokes (2116-2149)

These aren’t mine. The belong to Aimee, my newest devotee in the cult of minimalism. She asked for my mobile number because she wanted to “send me a picture.” Sexting! Yay! I’ve always wanted to see her boobies! Instead she sent me pictures of her junk. Even better. She’s gearing up for the anger/hatred that […]