They tried backpeddling like, “But you look great (for your age) and are so awesome and byeeeee!” as they backed out the door.
This time Sideboob was all drunk like, “I should text my husband!” and for once I got to slap the phone out of her hand and be all, “Yeah no. Texting your husband at 2AM from Jumbo’s would be a dick move” Yay me!
Hey, if any family is reading this, I love you. I really do. I’m sorry I get so uptight at these things. I swear it isn’t you and I’m always happy to see you. I cherish our reunions even if it might not seem that way.
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Our holiday entertainment was watching my puppy eat my kitten’s ass all night.
It is a fact that titties have less calories than deviled eggs.
Do I have an open marriage? The quick answer is sort of.
And to think that MPT was super stressed out that I would blog about a pretty amazing conversation we had about her butthole the other day. I’m classier than that. I try to only share my secret weird obsessions.
Lately I’ve been more into doing things than writing about them. The breakneck pace I’ve been keeping since June has finally come to a halt and I can focus my energies inward rather than getting ready for the next big trip/event/guest. I am grateful for all my experiences and wouldn’t miss seeing my guests for […]
Potty training, pee fetishes, and other things you don’t want to read about.